Love Game With The Rebel Billionaire

I never thought there'd be a deeper meaning behind the ring. I had assumed there wasn't any reason why it was placed inside the donut I ate. How did that donut even get in my fridge?

"Does it have anything unusual?" I asked, peering over her shoulder. "Like a tracker or a bug?"

"It doesn't. It's just really expensive," she replied, still caressing the ring.

She looked dreamy, so I snapped my fingers in front of her face to bring her back to reality. Kesha blinked twice and looked at me with her mouth slightly open. "Listen to me," I said firmly. "I hired you because you're one of the best hackers out there. So, I'm going to assign a task to you."

Kesha stayed silent, listening.

"Find something worthwhile about the Coleman Organization," I ordered, a smile tugging on my lips.

Now, I know exactly where I should start. I knew what I needed to uncover.

It wasn't just Ash who broke our relationship years ago. He wasn't the only one I should investigate. I needed to dig deeper into their family lineage.

I had a strong hunch something strange happened in their organization five years ago. It might just be intuition, but this time, I would trust it.

"I got you," Kesha replied, smiling back."I'll help you in the best way I can, ma'am Sapphire."

It was exactly forty-five minutes and thirty-seven seconds since Kesha started working. And yes, I was that bored and tired that I spent all my time watching the clock. It was nearly one in the morning, yet I wasn't sleepy.

"Gotcha!" she exclaimed, making me stand up and approach her.

I peeked at her screens. I didn't even know where to look-she had three screens open at once.

"I found something interesting..." she muttered, clicking through some codes on her computer. The rapid movements made my head spin. "Five years ago, right?"

I nodded. I had already given her the specifics, so she knew what to do.

"Look at this." She pointed to the bottom corner of one screen.

It displayed a Coleman document. Though most of the text was blurred, the markings on the page caught my attention: Emergency. Unauthorized. Confidential.

My brow furrowed at the word unauthorized. Did it mean someone managed to hack their system at the time?

If a prominent mafia organization like the Colemans could be hacked, the person responsible must be exceptional.

No wonder they knew my secret so quickly.

"Something happened to the Coleman Organization on this date," she said, pointing to the timestamp. "There was chaos. An unauthorized command spread... and it spiraled out of control."

The date was unforgettable. It was the day I was shot and the same day Silver had summoned me, taking my parents hostage. Everything had been in turmoil. Mom was shot, Randall died, and chaos erupted everywhere. Silver had used my parents to blackmail me, but little did I know their organization had been dealing with its own crisis.

That was also the day I had waited for Ash to come and save me. Could it somehow be connected to the document Kesha found?

"Besides this and their operations, I couldn't access the more confidential files," she explained, typing furiously on her keyboard again before letting out a deep sigh. "Their security is incredibly tight, as expected."

I nodded thoughtfully, impressed despite knowing this wouldn't be an easy task. Kesha had done her best, and I appreciated her effort.novelbin

I wondered how I could uncover more-something not listed in their documents. I needed information hidden beyond what was readily visible.

"Do they have any new members? Like a recent recruit or something?" I asked.

The only people capable of issuing unauthorized commands would be outsiders or concealed members. My head throbbed from overthinking, but I couldn't stop.

I needed a lead. I was tired of being kept in the dark.

"A new member?" she echoed, puzzled as she started searching again. "According to the data, none."

"I see." I patted her shoulder with a genuine smile. "Thank you for your help, Kesha. You can head home now."

She smiled back at me, shutting down her computer and tidying herself up. She was about to leave but suddenly came back and placed a hand on my forehead while I lay on the couch. "You don't have a fever, but you look unwell," she said in a concerned tone.

"I'm just exhausted," I admitted. "I need some rest."

She nodded and stood up. "Rest well. You need to stay strong-you never know when someone might come after you."

After that, she left, leaving me alone. I, on the other hand, had fallen asleep in the computer room.

When I woke up, I hurried to the penthouse to change clothes. I had somewhere to go. I'd seen it in the schedule Kesha found yesterday, so I quickened my pace.

I was visiting someone who could provide answers.

"Long time no see..." I greeted a man dressed in a white long-sleeved shirt, black slacks, and black sunglasses. "... Sir Silver."

The tension in the Coleman Mansion was palpable, an unspoken battle raging between us. I fixed him with a piercing glare, but Silver matched it effortlessly.

His piercing gaze emanated authority and a veiled threat, as if daring me not to overstep.

I was no stranger to this dynamic. After all, I was the prodigal daughter, the one who was supposed to become his daughter-in-law.

"Sapphire..." he addressed me in a low, deliberate voice before motioning for his two bodyguards to leave the room, granting us privacy.

I'm fully aware that leaving this place alive wasn't a guarantee, but I don't care.

I tried deciphering Silver's expression, but failed. My father was predictable in his stoic seriousness, but Silver was different. He could be kind one moment and utterly ruthless the next.

I was dressed in a sleek black backless dress that fell just below my knees, paired with a crisp white trench coat and black heels adorned with intricate straps.

My dark red matte lipstick and dangling black earrings added a final touch of defiance.

Anyone else might have thought I was here to impress, but intimidation was my real weapon today.

This was our first face-to-face encounter in years, and I intended to leave a lasting impression. I wasn't the same powerless Sapphire he once manipulated.

"I never expected to see you here," Silver said, his tone sharp and unwavering, though a faint smirk tugged at the corners of his lips, adding a chilling layer to his presence.

"Just as I didn't expect to come here, sir," I replied with a subtle grin, mirroring his confidence.

The response brought back memories of my first meeting with Ash. What was I doing here in the Devil's lair?

He laughed-a booming sound that drew the attention of his bodyguards. Unbothered, I flicked an imaginary speck of dust off my chest and smiled.

I had finally realized it: to understand your enemy, you must face them.