Revenge of The Furtive Billionaire Heir by Ryker Helios

32. Agenda?

When I meet him the next morning so he could give me a ride to school, Gerald profusely apologizes for not taking my calls.

“I am really sorry, Jace. I left my phone at the office before going home and missed a bunch of calls, along with yours. Are you okay? Did something happen? Was there an emergency?”

I blush at his questions. My idiotic actions had left him worried about me, and that was the last thing I

wanted to do.

“No, Gerald, no, there were no issues. I just wanted to have some conversation,” I scuff the floor with my feet, feeling mortified. But I somehow spit out the next part of the explanation, “Just wanted some companionship, I guess. You know how the house is at night.”

Gerald’s eyes soften with something akin to parental concern.

“I’m sorry, Jace,” he mutters, but I brush it off.

“No, it’s fine. I was just a bit shaken from what happened that evening, which, by the way, I need to notify you about.”

That does the trick as Gerald sits ramrod straight, his eyes focused. I tell him all about the incident that happened in the evening, and the email Brennan had gotten at night.

“I see,” he murmurs after I finish the report, “this Aiden fellow is starting to become a problem.”

“Yeah,” I agree. “But unfortunately, a problem we can’t get rid of soon, what with his father trying to take over Zelt Tech and all.”

but think they have some sort of an agenda behind whatever they are trying to do, you know, apart from the most obvious motive, which is expanding

get that feeling too.”

without an

from the policy. In fact, it was like he’d totally gone off the grid. He was absent from school, and I heard that the school board was not pleased with his behavior. Brennan had not even heard from him, in

College after finishing my last lecture for the day, too busy compartmentalizing everything I learned today and

lips are pursed and his skin is pale, and his hands are clasped tightly behind his back, which is ramrod straight. I could feel the tension buzzing off of him, “what’s

a tense voice.

and Gerald locks the doors. I look at him apprehensively.

incident, Gerald? What kind of an incident? Corporate?” I question, crossing my arms. I do not have a

straight in the eye before delivering the news. “Three of Zelt Tech

in a breath, stunned. “What?!”

outside when a vehicle had driver past them, and the window

this happen? I never…I never thought such things would happen at Zelt Tech We were a small company that

they alive?” I question, voice

the ER, in a coma which the doctor says he will wake up from soon

“Who are they?”

Accounting. Bethany from IT, and Tanaka from

need

Hopefully, we can get in