NO LONGER HIS PLAYTHING：I'm the Heroine of My Own Story novel Chapter 70

To ensure our privacy, Henry booked a suite under his assistant’s name in a hotel and texted me the address. We used the employee’s entrance to avoid paparazzi photographers.

Due to the recent outbreak, I was monitored closely by some nosy people, invading my personal space. The police and my security staff were the reason that I was safe from any ugly confrontation.

Once the door of our suite was locked, I breathed out in relief, and hugged Henry.

“It’s so great to see you, my brother.”

The video calls and messages couldn’t replace the warmth of Henry’s love, he was my knight in shining armor since childhood.

Henry had the accounts details and IP address of the blogger; he showed me a file.

“(Crazy for ice hockey) is a girl. She is using a virtual private network to conceal her location.

But my IT staff has cracked the codes, so here are her details.”

A college going girl with no prior criminal record, screamed suspicion, she wasn’t definitely the one. Henry agreed with me.

“It seems that she is hired, or she is working on someone else’s behalf.

A vile person must have bribed her for this.”

Henry was right, it was quite possible that the tactician was blackmailing an innocent girl. So, we tested our theory and spent all night working on that girl’s profile, discovering some shocking information.

Henry’s friend in Lakon city got easy access to her cell phone records. We hired a hacker to break the password of her social media IDs.

At the end of an eventful night, we were both hell tired, shaken by the storm of revelations.

“I haven’t ever thought that this would get so ugly, Phoebe. It’s unacceptable!” Henry’s face grew ashen while vowing. “I swear to God this rascal won’t escape easily. There will be severe consequences for him.”

I promised Henry to take full advantage of our discoveries and close this case, then we got up to leave. Henry finger combed his messy hair as he was pulling his hair earlier.

“My eyes are red and swollen because of constantly staring at the screen for so long. I will go to sleep now.

Please send me the video of your revenge plan …”

He didn’t bother to tuck his shirt and picked up his coat, my brother’s messed-up look was just a sign of his continued support for me.

Joking about his disturbed sleeping schedule, we walked out of the suite. But the peace of our room swiftly converted into maddening screams and flashes of cameras, a group of crazy journalists appeared before our sight.

They clicked on our pictures, giving the wrong meaning to our meeting. An abhorrent question sickened me to the core.

“Miss Phoebewith the heir of the Johnson family? Is he the secret man, the father of your daughter?”

Leo’s blue eyes sparkled with deep longing, confusing me. He bent to be on my eye level, and spoke, his husky whisper sent chills down my spine.

“I just wanted to share your burden, Miss Phoebe. Trust me, I won’t let you down!”

For a heart stopping moment, his persuasion riveted me to the spot, leaving me on the mercy of his hypnotic eyes. I controlled my traitor brain after seeing a sly smirk curling his plump lips.

“So, you are implying that you can solve my issues?

Good!

Then I can hire you as a manager.”

Calling off his bluff, I was about to walk away when Leo grasped my wrist, halting me in my tracks.

“I am a single solution to all of your problems, Miss Phoebe.”

The seriousness of his tone sent shock waves throughout my body, making me curious to find out about his extraordinary advice.

“How?”

My one worded query turned Leo’s face red with glee, he was all smiles like winning the nationals.