The Billionaire's Mistake (Anya and Daniel) novel Chapter 277

“What does that mean?” she said, her tone cautious. “What nonsense are you sprouting?”

“I will send you the document read though it,” Mercy said.

“No, tell me. Tell me now,” Vivian said.

Mathew watched as Vivian’s expression shifted from confusion to surprise, before turning fierce.

“You father had something that belonged to the organization. When he died, he kept it hidden. We found a safe of your father’s that has been transferred to you. So, I have made a deal. You and over the safe and you are free,” Mercy said and Vivian paused and looked lost.

“How do I know you are not messing with me?” She asked.

“Come over tomorrow and sign it over,”

“Tomorrow?” Vivian repeated.

“This your only chance. Take it or not, it is up to you,” Mercy said and ended the call.

Seeing her standing there slightly lost, Mathew came over.

“What was that about?” he asked, his tone guarded. He saw the look on her face. Something was wrong.

Vivian turned to face him, her frown fading slightly as she met his gaze. “That was Mercy,” she said.

“She wants to meet tomorrow morning,” Vivian said.

“Why?” He asked.

“To hand over an account. If I hand it over, something my foster father had, they will let me go…” the moment Vivian answered, she regretted it. She did not trust Mathew. What if he wanted this safe instead. After all, it is something the Organization want.

Mathew’s heart sank at the mention of Mercy’s name, his demeanor turned cold as he watched her.

“Foster father? I thought you were raised in the orphanage.”

“When I was young, someone else raised me. Then he died and the orphanage took me in,” she answered.

“And are you going to go?” he asked, unable to keep the coldness from creeping into his voice.

He already knew about her father. He had researched her. He knew that they were looking for something he had, but had not found it. He knew more about Mercy than she did. Something about Vivian did not add up.

He knew that if he revealed what he knew about Mercy, there was a chance she would not believe him, but he was going to have to talk to her about this soon.

Vivian hesitated, a frown adorned her face as she thought of Mercy. “I… Yes, I will,” she admitted.

“I don’t need what ever he had left anyways. Not if it would cost my life.” she said and turned away into her room.

She was not sure what would happen if she met Mercy again, but she was going to try. If they let her be, why would Mathew still need her? Maybe he would let her go.

Mathew nodded, his mind racing with a thousand thoughts and emotions. He knew that winning Vivian back wouldn’t be easy, that it would take time and effort on his part.

But he was patient. Vivian was his. Nothing could change that. He took the second master room next to her room, that way they were close to each other.

He slowly put away his things, wondering how he should approach this matter with Vivian. How does he make her trust him again?

The clock on the bedside table ticked away the seconds as Mathew sat on the edge of his bed, his phone pressed to his ear.

The darkness of the room covered him as he waited for Jerry to answer. He had thought it through. He might need to play dirty.