Genius Kids' Scheme Claiming Daddy's Billionaire Empire novel Chapter 13

Genius Kids‘ Scheme: Claiming Daddy’s Billionaire Empire

Chapter 13: I Hope He Comes Looking Soon

“This is perfect!” Irene couldn’t help grinning as she looked around their new place. Finally, a fresh start for her and the kids – exactly what they needed.

The real estate agent kept giving her these worried looks as she sped through the rental agreement. Nobody ever signed a lease this quickly.

“Are you absolutely sure?” he asked, watching her practically race through the paperwork. “I have some other properties to show you—”

“No need, this is exactly what we want.” Irene was already reaching for her checkbook while her trio of little geniuses ran wild upstairs, their excited voices filling the empty

house.

“Mom!” Lucas shouted from above, putting on his best dramatic performance. “There’s this super cool tree outside my window! Can I please have this room?”

“We’ll figure that out later, sweetie!” She turned back to the agent with a smile. “First and last month’s rent, security deposit… anything else I need to take care of?”

Just twenty minutes later, everything was done. Keys in hand, papers signed, and just like that, they had a place to call their own in Silver City.

Meanwhile, the, mood in the Grand Hotel’s presidential suite was about as friendly as a frozen wasteland. Poor Thomas was trying his best to stay perfectly still while his boss’s temper got worse by the minute.

“Nothing yet?” Adam asked in that dangerously quiet voice that usually sent people

running.

“No responses at all, sir.” Thomas chose his words carefully, like he was walking on thin ice. “We’ve tried every medical contact in our network. It’s like they’re completely ignoring

us.”

Adam’s grip on his wheelchair tightened. Nobody had ever dared to brush him off like this before. The Haven name was supposed to make things happen, not get totally ignored.

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Chapter 13: 1 Hope He Comes Looking Soon

“Nobody gets away with playing games with me,” he muttered under his breath. And right on cue, Thomas’s tablet made a sound.

“Sir…” Thomas’s eyes got huge. “We just got this anonymous email. From R Country.”

Adam’s head snapped up instantly. “What does it say?”

“The specialist we’ve been looking for… they’re saying she’s back in Silver City. And there’s

a picture…”

When the image popped up, both men froze. There she was in surgical scrubs, face mask on, but those eyes? No mistaking them. The same eyes that had basically told him to get lost yesterday.

Everything clicked in Adam’s head. “Good luck with that search. And hey – remember what you said today about people with hidden motives,” she’d said. Well, wasn’t this interesting –

“If she doesn’t want to help me, fine.” But the way Adam stared at his legs, hands gripping his wheelchair? Yeah, he definitely cared.

“Sir, we can’t just give up!” Thomas was practically jumping with nervous energy. “I looked into those cases from the email – they’re all real. Her success rate with spinal injuries is

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