Bitcoin Billionaire: I Regressed to Invest in the First Bitcoin! Chapter 65: Secretary

Now inside the elegant hotel suite with her, Darren stood in silence, his gaze fixed on Rachel.

He looked at her for a mont, studying her carefully. Even though it has been almost a full day since she left Gareth, Darren could see she was still panicky.

He saw the way her fingers tapped continuously on the back of her palm, the way her chest rose and fell in controlled breaths, but most of all, the uncertainty in her eyes. Despite her calm exterior, he could see it. Fear.

"You look scared," he finally said with a low and deliberate voice low. "You shouldn't

worry. I told you to trust ."

Rachel's lips parted slightly before she gave a small nod. "I do trust you."

Darren's eyes lingered on her for a mont.

He said nothing more and shifted his attention to the room.

The suite was spacious, designed with luxury in mind— dark wood furniture, cream-colored walls, a grand king-size bed with plush bedding. The soft glow from the chandelier overhead gave the place an inviting warmth.

"How do you like it?" he asked. "Did the n bring your luggage in fine?"

Rachel nodded. "Yes. They were professional. The room is beautiful, Darren. Thank you. Really."

"Good," he said. "It's important that you like it. After all, this is where you'll be staying for a while until everything dies down."

Rachel hesitated. "For how long?"

"A month, at least. I thinking that's enough ti until this matter has been put to bed. I've already paid for it, you'll have nothing to worry about."

His tone was so dominant and decisive, like he had taken change over her life, controlling every problem she had, and leaving no room for argunt.

Not like she wanted to argue.

"Those n you saw? They'll serve as your bodyguards."

"Bodyguards?"

"Yes. They'll be here at all tis, and whenever you leave, they'll be close by as well. But you must make sure you're here always, Rachel. It's impossible."

Rachel nodded affirmatively and exhaled, processing everything.

"Smithers will co looking for soon, demanding where you are since he'd sent you to ," Darren continued. "And when he does, I don't want you anywhere near that situation. I think it's best that you're not near him for now. You understand?"

She swallowed hard. "Yes. I understand."

Darren's sharp eyes settled back on her. He thought about a few things before he spoke.

"Before I smashed your phone," he asked, "had you already called anyone important? A loved one, family mber… anyone who could worry if they ca looking for you at ho and couldn't find you?"

Rachel nodded. "I called my mother. And a few friends."

"Good," Darren said simply. "They won't panic, then."

Silence filled the space between them fo a mont. For Rachel, she couldn't help the nurous emotions sizzling through her.

Her gaze stayed on Darren, studying the man before her. For so long, her curiosity had lingered, questions brewing in her mind.

Instead of asking them, she'd just obeyed submissively, accepting his help without questions like any thankful person would do.

But there were still many questions, such as; How was he doing all this?

The luxury hotel, the security, the seamless planning— none of it made sense. And she couldn't hold her curiosity back anymore.

Darren was here now, so what better ti to ask him?

"Darren... Can you tell how?" she finally asked. "I am trying to make sense of it but how are you able to do all this?"

Darren turned his gaze to her, calm and reserved in his expression.

"This hotel is... extrely expensive," Rachel pressed. "The n, the transport… How. You were an intern just last month."

He stared at her for a long mont before offering a cryptic response. "You'll find out soon."

Rachel frowned but before she could push further, Darren spoke again.

"I was curious though... You'll need a job, right?" he said casually with one raised brow. "Since you're no longer working for Gareth."

Rachel blinked, caught off guard. "...Yes."

Darren crossed his arms. "How about this? You beco my secretary."

Her breath hitched. "Your secretary?"

"You wouldn't need an interview," Darren continued thoughtfully, appearing almost nervous.

"I already know how good you are at your job. I trust your judgnt and your skill. I could give you the position imdiately if you want it."

Rachel's heart pounded. She hadn't even considered her next career move yet—.hadn't even figured out what her future looked like after resigning.

But even with all of this, the mont Darren offered the position, sothing inside her lit up.

She didn't even know what business he was running. Or if there even was one. But it didn't matter.

Rachel Teschmacher didn't hesitated.

"Yes!" she said breathlessly.

"Huh?" Darren was surprised at how easy that was.

"Yes! Yes, I'll be your secretary!"

He stared into her excited dull blue eyes, saw the way it glistened at the sight of him.

Ding! The system sang.

┏This person feels indebted to you.┛

'Is that why she's doing this? Because she feels indebted because I helped her?'

Ding! It ca again.

┏This person is very loyal to you.┛

'Oh.'

Darren's expression flickered with surprise at her enthusiasm.

To be honest, he had expected a bit of hesitation, at least. Instead, she had accepted imdiately, almost desperately.

"That's great to hear," he said, watching her closely. "Frankly, I was almost worried you wouldn't accept."

Rachel laughed. She had a beautiful reserved laugh. "Are you kidding? Who else would I rather work for at this mont if not you?"

Gazing at her, Darren's face broke to a rare smile.

Then his phone vibrated in his pocket. The smile vanished and he withdrew the device, glancing at the caller ID before answering. "Yes?"

A voice on the other end responded. "Mr. Steele, the building you inquired about? It's ready for inspection. We are awaiting your presence to speak."

Darren nodded. "I'll be there soon."

He hung up and turned back to Rachel. "I have to leave. The building I'm purchasing for the company is now available for to review and finalize."

Rachel's expression shifted into deep thought. Then, as Darren moved toward the door, she suddenly reached out and grabbed his hand.

"Wait!"

Darren stop and turned to face her, seeing a determined expression on her face.

"I want to co with you," she said.

His brows raised. "No. It's too risky."

"I need to be there," she insisted. "I'm your secretary now. I've handled property purchases before. I know how to manage these things. You'll need there."

Darren considered her words. 'She isn't wrong. Bringing her along could be good practice before the company officially starts operations.'

"...Alright," he relented. "But stay close to at all tis."

Rachel looked up at him, a quiet intensity in her eyes.

"I will never leave your sight, Mr. Steele."

They shared a lock of gazes for a mont longer before he pulled her towards the door.

"Let's go."