The Billionaire Who Secretly Stole My Heart
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ind. Who was that stranger, and why did he have my wallet? As I stared at the ceiling, I reali
itchen. The smell of coffee filled the air, and I f
o sound normal, but I couldn
plied, giving me a concerned
g at the kitchen table. "I couldn
get it. That was weird, and I'm worried too. But we need to b
hing really happened, right? He just gave me my wallet
lling the police isn't a bad idea. They might know i
do, but something inside me didn't want to make a big deal out of it. At
hough I wasn't sure how much more thinkin
ezed my hand. "Whatever you decide, I'm her
my mind. After breakfast, I decided to take a walk to clear m
nter. Something about that place made me feel like it was a key piece of the puzzle. Wh
tion. There was something about him that made me uneasy, but I couldn't figure out what. I kne
approached him. "Hey, Jake," I said, trying
warm smile. "Of course,
ast night, and I can't shake the feeling that something's not ri
g I couldn't quite read. "I don't know much, but sometimes, things aren't wh
my spine. "What do you mean
you're in immediate danger, but it's always good to be cautious. If you ever
eft the community center more confused than ever. Jake seemed nice
sitting on the couch, reading a book. She l
to Jake again. He was nice, but... I don't know, Sam.
book and turned to face
just... he said some things that were kind of vague, like he knows
ust trying to keep you from worrying. Either way, I think you sho
you're right. But what do I do now? I feel like I'm
nding out more about Jake. See if you can learn anything about
I wasn't sure how to investigate someone, but I kne
nger. What connection did they have, if any? And why did it feel like there was more to t
more about Jake, and the best place to start was the community
asn't going to let this go. There was a mystery here, a