Chapter 45
Seoul, Korea
City Center
William Lee, in the eyes of the public and media, was a reckless playboy that loved to blow money, had a different girl every week, and was the posterchild for spoiled rich brat behavior.
What the media and public didn’t know was that William Lee was an orphan from a very young age, grew up on the streets, and his genius had saved countless people. Even when he was hacking and stealing from the rich and giving to the poor–he was the poor in the Robin Hood comparison—he never took more than the victim could afford to lose.
A hacker with a moral compass was unheard of and a liability.
The truth of the young billionaire playboy was purposely kept from the public. It was even kept from the Board of Directors to an extent.
William Lee wasn’t a playboy. In fact, his skill with the ladies was comical and disastrous. Nearly all of his nights were spent in his private workshop in the basement coding or inventing new tech, not out partying as the papers reported. A Double, a hired lookalike, was used for security reasons, and that Double was enjoying the high life, in more ways than one.
“Why are they trying to take it this time?” Lucien asked, curious.
The last time the Board of Directors threatened to take the controlling vote from William Lee was when they brought accusations against him for inappropriate fraternization with his Chief of Security.
Will groaned. “If I had to venture a guess, they don’t realize the douche bag running amuck for the cameras in sunglasses at night isn’t me and think I need to be reeled in. The guy isn’t even half-English!”
Lucien laughed. “I don’t know. Do you really have more English features compared to your mother’s Singaporean heritage?” he rhetorically asked, teasingly.
They both knew the answer to that, and it was one that Will hated to admit; he had his mother’s coloring and eye shape, but English father’s lighter hair and eye color. He was unique looking, and that uniqueness made it rather difficult to find someone to be his Double.
“Why don’t you fire him?” Lucien asked. “You’ve gone through five in two years. What’s one more to the to add to the ever piling non-disclosure agreements?”
“There’s an idea,” Will said; his tone made it more than obvious that he had already thought of that, but couldn’t at the moment for reasons unbeknownst to Lucien. “I’ll deal with the Board in my own way. I have a bit of a wild idea that they’ll never see coming.”
“I’m scared to ask.”
“As you should be. When I know more, you’ll know more,” Will said. “Would you like me to hack the reporter’s mobile phone?”
Lucien didn’t want to involve William Lee more than he already had because his sister would get pissed. The surprisingly cunning billionaire already inserted himself into Lucien’s life because of the hearing implants. That gave William Lee an open invitation, that was never actually given, to the Yasuhiro family and home. To involve him anymore than he had already taken upon himself to do wouldn’t end well for Lucien.
“Lula would kick my butt if I said yes,” Lucien reminded him.
Will laughed. “Oh the trouble I can get into that your annoyingly hot twin sister doesn’t even know about… Luci, you might want head back to the hotel. You all have a problem,” he said, his tone urgent.
“What?”
“Your little annoying reporter is getting ready to play a game, and your client is the going to be the unwitting target.”