All Chapters of Exposing Mister Billionaire: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

[katalina]While Hunter was still in the shower, I took his phone. Answering his daughter’s call wasn’t enough. I need more. There must be more.Knowing Hunter based on how I see him right now, he's good with hiding secrets. Knowing about his family is just the tip of the iceberg, I guess.Hunter has many more hidden secrets. And I will find it no matter what it takes. When I open the phone, it requires a passcode."Shit," I muttered. There are numerous — more likely endless ideas of coming up with a passcode. A whole day of brainstorming Hunter's phone's possible pin wasn't enough.I glared at the bathroom door when I heard it creaking. Oh, maybe Hunter just bumped on it. He doesn't go quickly or take a long time after taking a bath.I sighed in frustration. If only I could sync his phone data to my computer. Or even have access to his cloud storage that would be beneficial.“Hunt?” I cleared my throat.He didn't respond. Guess he didn't hear me talking.Dragging my feet closer to th

[katalina]I’m going to faint in a few seconds. But it all changed when a tiny laughter then later turned into irritating waves of huge chuckles resonated in the room.My eyes opened. Ian was laughing so hard. Hands on his stomach. “You should have seen your face,” Ian said. “Why are you pouting your lips?”Wait! Did I?“N-No. I-I didn’t!”My response just made Ian laugh even harder. I rolled my eyes in the air. And while he’s busy dealing with all the dopamine, it was the perfect timing for me to snuck Hunter’s phone in my pocket.I crossed my arms and sat on the swivel chair. Yeah. It would be useless to stop Ian from laughing. Even if I told him so, it’ll just make him go beyond.Ian wiped the tears of joy forming in his eyes. “Damn, Amanda,” he stood in front of me. “How did you get in here?” he asked.Well, I anticipated that already. If it wasn’t for the time he devoured by laughing, I couldn’t brainstorm enough excuses.“Just curiosity. Why has I never seen it before?”It made

[katalina]Luckily, Ian is driving me home. I feel like I’m going to die when I take my left belongings in Hunter’s room. The thought of getting caught and he realizes that his phone was missing — oh fuck!It felt so good to enjoy silence. It was a miracle that Ian finally shut his mouth. His voice is sometimes irking me. He keeps asking silly questions, makes fun of me, and do unnecessary sounds.Why is Jerry not answering my phone? Yep. His complete name was Jerry Jared Jones. I know right. A lot of j’s going on. I couldn’t think of anyone else that could portray to be my uncle.And since, he was the first person that comes up in my mind, I don’t see any wrong about that. He’s old. And he looks like someone else’s uncle.He’ll save me from trouble and in exchange, I’ll build up the exposé that I have been wanting to finish for a long time. It’s my heart’s fault for overpowering my brain.—But fuck… it is… my fault.It is my fault that I yearn for love and affection. My fucking faul

[katalina]I stood at my porch. Watching the car driving away. Did he know? Or he knew? It confuses me. And if so, why does Ian didn’t take any action to stop me?Is he doing this reverse psychology? To make me feel bad about myself than I already did. That’s… insane. Heaving a sigh and entered the apartment.Where the hell is Jerry? That son of a bitch didn’t come here tonight. Well, it’s clear to say that he’s still asleep. I tried calling his number, but it will just redirect me to his voicemail.My body shivered. Damn. And since when does my house get this cold? It felt like I am standing near a tall air conditioner. Which is totally uncomfortable.Dragging my feet to my bedroom and threw myself in my bed. “I’m tired,” I said to myself. I didn’t bother turning on the lights. It will be useless. Since I’ll be sleeping back any time soon.I opened my purse. And turned-on Hunter’s phone. It was then I just realized that his wallpaper. Was… me. A picture of me who’s sleeping in his ar

[katalina]“Fine, I won’t,” I said.Relief suffused his expression. “Thank, God, Amanda—”“I’ll just tell the cops,” a grin appeared in my lips.Ian shrugged his shoulders. “Oh. Whatever. So long that you won’t tell it to our boss.”I raised a brow. “Excuse me?” I scoffed. “Have you heard what you’re saying? Ian, taking drugs is illegal. It is punishable by law.”“I’m not dumb. And besides, it’s just a one-time thing. Curiosity wise. And if you do tell the cops, I can bail my own self anytime,” he confidently responded.The thing about this man is that he can always find a loophole even if it’s as small as the needle’s hole. Ian can escape.“Okay, mister lawfully abiding citizen.”I left him at my couch. Hunter needs me to cook breakfast for him. And we still have work! I mean, I need to use all my resources right now. Because I can tell that I am close to finishing this.The exposé.I hurried myself to put on clothes. Just the usual corporate uniform that I always wear inside the com