Unravelling The Billionaire's Mask

ing with gusto. Everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves. Me, still standing in

hick and worn. He opened it from the back, and stopped at a sheet containing a photo

answer to from Mr. David. When I saw his eyes, he stared at the date for a long

photo carefully," he said while reading the look on my face. As if in the hope that I would unde

den message that might be behind

e. As if satisfie

13th of August?" I repeated.

y question, while his

the vi

His tone remained calm, but there was a sudden firmness to it,

not sure about this photo. This photo

that little smile still lingered at the corners of his lips. "Manipulat

eres

ooking at it for a moment,

asked in a casual tone, though there was a palpable tension in the

His eyes were still focused on me, watching my reaction

re and with whom?" I said, m

el Davidson." When he said Daniel's name, his eyes lit up, as if there was regret hidden there. "We took this photo on his bi

ng was completely true. However, I thought hard. All of this was too complicated. The secrets

w. Staring at the island from end to end, as if holding out hope. "This

sincerity from his eyes. He didn't even look like the villain that the media had rumoured him to be. There were no signs of manipulation or lie

g. He didn't move, remaining standing by the window, staring at the island that seemed so far away fr

r. David." I said, try

ith a gaze that I couldn't decip

enjoying the party by the sea. After a while, the look on his face changed to one of

going on, Mr. David?" I asked, my voice strained

taring out at the party that was still going on. His gaze

oon as the door opened, several bodyguards were already standin

. However, there was something in the way she spoke-something firm, like an order that co

come w

closer to him. His face was now more serious. I could fe

eaching her, she grasped my hand, and

rest that covered part of the island. Each step felt faster, more

grip seemed to reassure me that I would be fine. Several bodygua

ic wasn't even audible anymore. Only the sound of the waves crashing against

re. The boat's engine seemed to be

ed boat. "Get on, Hanna!" he said,

t you?" I said

ke sure you make it safely to the harbour." His words sounded more like a command. "I know you have

e sound of the boat's engine began to speed away from David and the isla

typed David Alexander Thomson's name into the search engine. All the rumours were still clear

hat. David's name wasn't mentioned in the article either, as if Daniel and David were never related. In

was reall

he CCTV screen, a courier was standing at the door. When I opened the do

damage the inside. When I opened it, the envelope containe

ays, 'Stay away, Hanna. This i