Hired a Gigolo Got a Billionaire (Zoey and Christian) novel Chapter 719

Chapter 719

Gwen’s POV

I moved with ease. Greeted a staff member, slipped along the side of the gallery, and stepped into the coat check area where guests’ bags and jackets were stored with numbered tags.

I pushed open the door to a smaller room reserved for staff.

The air was different. More stifling. More real.

“So,” I asked before the door even closed. “Did it work?”

Matthew and Dante were sitting at a narrow table, like it was an improvised war meeting. Next to them, a shorter man, focused,

with an open laptop and cables I didn’t want to identify. Paul.

I only knew two things about him. That he understood technology very well… and that his skill set didn’t stop at what was permitted.

Matthew looked up at me, and I saw the same exhaustion that had been following me for weeks. Only in him it always looked more contained. Like he was afraid of wasting energy on anything that wasn’t useful.

“We got the phone,” he replied. “Paul’s working on it.”

Paul didn’t even look at me. His fingers moved quickly.

“Should only take a few minutes,” he said, as calmly as someone opening an ordinary door. “Nothing too complicated.”

Dante leaned back in his chair like this was entertainment.

“Maybe we should distract her,” he suggested with a crooked smile.

The door opened again and Mia walked in like she had been pulled by the comment.

“Oh, she’s very distracted flirting with rich men,” Mia replied without ceremony.

Dante’s interest sharpened instantly.

“Should I go out there?” he asked.

Mia rolled her eyes.

“You never miss a chance, do you?” she teased. “You should be more like Matthew.”

Matthew raised an eyebrow.

“Like me?”

Mia rested her hand on the table, leaning in with dangerous ease.

“Yes,” she said, her tone as casual as it was calculated. “Every decent woman likes a good boy… because she keeps wondering when they stop being one.”

Matthew turned red.

So obviously that I almost felt guilty for being there to see it.

I let out an involuntary little laugh.

Dante made a sound of approval, like the night had finally gotten interesting

“I’m going to try that,” Dante said.

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Paul raised a hand like someone asking for silence in a lab.

“Got it,” he announced.

All four of us stopped at the same time.

“I’m in,” Paul added, finally looking at me like it was polite to remember I existed. “Now we just transfer everything.”

I stepped closer to the table and stood behind Matthew, watching the screen over his shoulder. A list of folders. Dates. Abbreviated names. Icons.

It was strange to think that a woman’s life and lies could fit inside a catalog.

We stood in silence, watching.

The plan was simple.

The execution… not so much.

Mia had organized this event without letting her name leak. I still admired that, even in the middle of chaos. Her ability to build a stage without appearing on the poster.

The no phone rule was standard at exhibitions like this. Protection of the artwork. Copyright. No photography. A speech everyone accepted because it made sense. And because no one wanted to be the person who insisted otherwise.

It was the perfect setup.

Renee would hand over her phone for a few hours.

And a few hours were all we needed.

Matthew had explained it the day of the meeting, in my office that was no longer mine, with that dangerous calm of someone who thinks about structure even when he’s afraid.

When he made the reservation, he had to go through a profile screening. Schedule time slots. Receive forms with rules. Accept terms that looked like they’d been written by a company that knew how to protect itself.

Everything carefully documented.

The system worked like a platform. A kind of service where each client becomes a record. Each visit becomes a log. Each person who comes and goes becomes a timestamp.

The problem was simple and cruel.

Matthew only had access to his own history.

We needed everyone’s.

The full catalog.

And there were two ways to get it.

The first was through the site where Renee created her profile.

The formal route. A court order that could take too long. And time was exactly what she used against us.

The second way was the one Matthew had suggested.

“I doubt she doesn’t have everything recorded and organized.”

He had looked straight at me.

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“It’s a client catalog,” he added. “That’s useful to her.”

Useful.

I repeated the word to myself now, watching the progress bar on the screen.

Renee organized men the way someone organizes an appointment book.

And our goal wasn’t to judge the profession.

It never was.

It was to prove that she brought unknown men into her home while a minor was inside.

A potential danger.

Negligence she tried to hide behind the image of a concerned mother.

With the full logs, we would have dates and times.

And with dates and times, we would have a timeline.

Bella was at home.

After all, where else would she be every night?

And if she was home, then those men’s presence wasn’t just immoral.

It was risk.

Paul clicked into another window.

A sequence of files began to copy.

Mia crossed her arms, finally serious.

Dante stopped smiling.

Matthew went still, like every second in that room cost something.

I felt the tension in my body the way I did before a board meeting. The difference was that this time, the consequence wasn’t a chair.

It was a child.

Paul leaned in, reading quickly, then let out a satisfied breath.

“All set,” he said. “Transfer complete.”

Dante blinked.

“Already?”

Paul shrugged.

“Told you it was fast.”

I felt my heart start to pound.

“Do we have her?” I asked.

Matthew looked up at me.

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“We have her,” he replied.