National Treasure Riley Novels & Stories

Ricci said through his teeth. “Fine,” I said, taking the chair. Nathara exhaled slowly. “Jonathan Tigers has gone off-book,” she said. “He killed one guard and walked off with the crown jewel of this family.” “The Rutherfords’ Oil documents,” Ricci said. “He clipped my investment,” Nathara said, tapping the table. “And no one clips me.” Blake leaned forward. “We need to green-light a hunt.” “We will,” Nathara said. “But first—”

Riley accepted the paper bag and left him there standing. Right at the moment, Caitronia is at the emergency room. Doctor Ysmael is leading the operation. Riley wanted to contact Caitronia’s parents but he has no idea about them. After he changed his clothes, he head back to where is the emergency room is located but, the door of it is still closed. “Do you have any idea how to contact her parents?” he ask Jayden, who is very silent as usual. “No. But, her former workplace was in the Coleman’s Empire, right?” he answered with a question mark. Riley then started to call the famous billionaire because they know that he is the only one who could help them as of the moment.

Riley made a point of ignoring the men surrounding the flaming Audi. "I'm going to have to take another vacation, aren't I?" Cilia sighed, watching the play of streetlights on Riley's face as they sped through the dark city streets. Riley rolled her eyes toward her mother. "Unless you'd like to hang around and see what Soloman Hart does to people who count cards in his illegal casino? Maybe he needs a new accountant. Want to go ask him?"

After their mission in Halwanest was completed, Riley didn’t have any feelings toward Halwanest like Myriade. The only thing he cared about in this world was Trez, but Trez was no longer there, so he would leave too. "I’ve met Hesper Rivera and I had to admit that she’s beautiful." Riley looked at Trez, who was laying in bed with his eyes closed, then sighed. "How nice it'd be if you didn’t hate her. I might have the chance to ask her what brand of skin care products she uses."

Madam Hough sneered angrily. "As a talented doctor in Hostroy, Rachel was once an important talent at the national level. National Security Archives even specially dispatched the elites of the Dragon Shield Squad to protect her safety. But she actually wanted to trade the top secret recipe with foreign forces to help foreigners attack our country! At that time, I received the news and personally participated in that operation!" "Did Rachel admit that she traded with foreign forces? Why did she betray her country?" Jack looked at his mother with sharp eyes, and his intuition made him feel that the case was not so simple!

"I'm having lunch with my daughter." A pause. "I apologize for calling on a Saturday. This is urgent." "Go ahead." "Nate's investigation into Riley Smith uncovered something concerning." Grayson's tone hardened. "Two weeks ago, Riley took out a life insurance policy on Joy. Twenty million, with him as sole beneficiary." Honey's fork clattered against her plate. Gage's expression darkened instantly.

Her voice was almost inaudible. "Let’s give them time to talk." Riley’s voice was cold. He let go of Nadia before he went back to Trent, offering him a hand. Trent took it and as soon as Riley helped him off the ground, Riley hugged him and whispered something in his ear to which Trent just nodded his head. Both their faces were showing no emotions at all.

"Now all we need to do is organize the evidence. The truth will come out sooner or later," Riley added. I nodded, a faint sense of relief rising in my chest. "Good. Start by compiling all the financial transactions between me and their family over the years." But in the very next second, another topic suddenly shot to the top of the trending list. [#TylerGrant'sNewLoverExposed — The Forsaken Wife Rides an Electric Scooter While His Beautiful Assistant Drives a Sportscar]

She half-yelled, now glaring at me. That’s the Riley I know. “He’s not the only jeweler, you dumbass.” “But he said it was legal. He had something to do with him. They did business together and I need to know if they were on good terms or bad terms…” Her voice fell. “I need your help.” I’m not falling for that again. “He did nothing wrong by picking you and your mom out of the trenches. Besides, the nigga is already dead. Why do you care?”

My wolf was fully present now, lending me speed and strength as I navigated the destroyed hallway toward the boys' bedroom. The door was open. Inside, Riley was kneeling beside a box—one I recognized as the container he'd brought with him from the facility, the one that held his most precious and secret possessions. He was closing the lid carefully, his small hands precise and controlled. Lake was beside him, looking relieved in a way that made my protective instincts flare even hotter. "They didn't take it," Riley said to Lake, his voice carrying an odd mixture of satisfaction and concern. Lake groaned dramatically, flopping backward onto one of the beds.