The Fake Son Is A Billionaire Young Master

Master Cleo is back? “Is Master Cleo not yet around?” Arlina was getting impatient. Madam Trinder had already begun her birthday speech, and the person she had come here for hadn't arrived.

Amelia answered, “Mrs. Malfoy, master Cleo is known for his different and strange behavior, but be rest assured that he will come.” Professional as always.

“Remember, we must talk to him today. No matter the cost” Arlina reminded Amelia.

“Yes, ma'am.” Despite her advanced years, Madam Trinder, a well-respected figure in Starry City, still exudes youth and

style.

According to the report, Madam Trinder moved her whole family to New Zinland after divorcing her husband, who was from a well-known family in Swillevin. ! She worked hard for her children's success and suddenly rose to fame one day. It was a story common in the elite circle.

While some believed Old Madam Trinder had worked hard all by herself, some believed her divorced husband had helped her.

“After the birthday speech, we should go say 'hi'” Old Lady Hemsworth said to Rachael who was so engrossed in her phone.

They arrived some minutes before Old

Madam Trinder's birthday speech.

“Ah, yes, Mother” Rachael replied with a smile.

“Are you still chatting with Emmanuel?” Old Lady Hemsworth asked.

“I don't think he will be coming” Rachael answered. “Why did he now come to Starry City then?” “Are you sure you didn't fight? He has been acting strangely since he came back from Starry City” Old Lady Hemsworth uttered.

“T already told you, Mother. Emmanuel sometimes acts like that.” Old Lady Hemsworth had nothing to say afterward.

As the room buzzed with whispers and

surprised murmurs, the ballroom door was flung open.

Master Cleo, with his short stature and energetic demeanor, entered the ballroom, leading a group of five men clad in impeccable suits.

His grey hair stood out against his sharp suit, and the crowd couldn't help but be captivated by his sudden appearance.

The guests present, frozen in their tracks, stared in awe as they recognized the man before them.

“Isn't that Master Cleo?” someone gasped, disbelief etched on their face.

“I thought he left years ago,” another voice whispered in shock.

The news of Master Cleo's presence

quickly spread, eliciting astonished reactions from everyone in attendance.

They were all surprised to see the same Man who had almost turned the Elite circle upside down.

Arlina on her side was very happy seeing the man she had been waiting for. Just a minute of conversation will shift his heart... Arlina believed this very well.

Old Madam Trinder abandoned the podium, her graceful steps guided her towards Master Cleo.

“Thanks for honoring me with your presence. I will forever be grateful” Bending slightly, she respectfully greeted Master Cleo, her lips forming a soft smile. Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

“It's been long since I last saw you. I wouldn't want to say no when you invited me to your birthday banquet” Master Cleo uttered. “Happy birthday.” He signaled to one of his men, who brought out a box.

“Thank you for the gift.” The room fell silent as they exchanged pleasantries, their eyes reflecting a profound understanding and shared history.

Once the speeches concluded, Old Madam Trinder swiftly left the stage, heading towards her esteemed guests.

Meanwhile, Master Cleo settled himself into one of the available chairs, his entourage standing steadfastly

behind him.

Though surrounded by sparkling { chandeliers and lavish decorations, his focus remained solely on his phone, tapping away with fervor.

Expressions of curiosity and puzzlement danced on the faces of the attendees as they stole glances at Master Cleo.

His intense concentration and rapid typing hinted at a purposeful endeavor.

Whispers circled the room as speculations mounted. “What could he be engrossed in?” murmured one guest, barely concealing their curiosity.

“Master Cleo always has new projects up his sleeve,” murmured another, their voice filled with anticipation.

“Maybe he is back for good now.”

Meanwhile, Master Cleo's men, clad in their finely tailored suits, stood tall and exuded an air of unwavering loyalty.

Their eyes scanned the room, vigilant and protective of their esteemed employer. Silent guardians, they remained watchful, ensuring his security while exuding an air of quiet strength.

Arlina with a fierce determination in her eyes, approached him, her steps echoing softly on the marble floor.

“Master Cleo, may I have a word?” One of the Men guiding Master Cleo intercepted her, his tone stern, “Back off, woman. No one disturbs Master Cleo.” Arlina remained unfazed and brought

out her card. “It's just a one-minute talk with Master Cleo. It won't take long.” The man's gaze hardened, “I don't care who you are. No one interrupts us.” The Man pushed Arlina by her shoulder, smirking.

Arlina, with her displeasure evident, raised her hand and slapped the man arrogantly. “Know your place, fool.” The Man was about to retaliate when Master Cleo stopped him. “Enough.

Leave us.” The man grudgingly steps aside and exits the room, casting a resentful glance at Arlina.

Arlina takes a seat across from Master Cleo, both locked in a silent battle of

wills.

She placed a card on the table, her eyes fixed on him, determination radiating from her every move.

Arlina leaned forward, her voice laced with confidence, “I have an offer to make to you, Master Cleo. One that could benefit us both.” Master Cleo leaned back in his chair, studying Arlina intently. “I have heard enough offers in my lifetime. What makes yours so different?” Arlina, with a hint of a smile playing on her lips, replied. “Because, Master Cleo, my offer holds the key to what you have been looking for.” “Make it quick. If it's not worth my time, you'll regret crossing that boundary.”

Arlina, undaunted, retrieves another card from her pocket and places it on the table. “Believe me, Master Cleo, this offer is unlike anything you've seen before. It's an opportunity of a lifetime.” Master Cleo raises an eyebrow, “I can assure you, my life is not in any danger. Spare yourself the trouble.” “I think I should just say what I'm here for then,” Arlina said and paused for a brief moment. “I can find her for you, the person you are desperately looking for.” Master Cleo hearing this felt his heart clenching and for a brief moment, he couldn't speak.

“Iwill bring her to you, and you will give me, in return, the..."

“Hello, Master Cleo. We meet again.” A voice interrupted Arlina. She raised her head and her eyes met with an annoying pair of blue eyes.