THE Dragon Billionaire

Chapter 8: I Made A Promise

Cynthia's heart was filled with an array of emotions as she bowed her head in a gesture of gratitude towards Jonah. 

The warmth of his kind act was almost too much for her to bear. Her voice trembled as she expressed her sincere thanks to him, 

"Thank you so much, Jonah," she said, her words quivering with deep emotion. "I honestly don't know what I would have done without your help."

Jonah was taken aback by Cynthia's show of gratitude.

While he was pleased to be receiving those accolades, he knew deep down that he had nothing to do with how it all came about. 

Despite this, he tried to brush off her gratitude and responded hesitantly, "Uh, yeah, no problem. I'm glad I could help."

Cynthia looked up at Jonah, and her eyes glistened with tears. She was grateful beyond words for Jonah's timely intervention, and she wanted him to know it. 

"You really came through for me when I needed it the most," she said, her voice choked with emotion. Her words were genuine, and the gratitude she felt towards Jonah was palpable.

Jonah shifted uncomfortably, not knowing how to respond to Cynthia's effusive thanks. He was unused to receiving such praise, and it made him feel slightly uneasy. 

Nonetheless, he knew that his actions had nothing to do with Cynthia’s success, and that she was actually mistaken. He decided to accept her thanks with grace and simply nodded his head in acknowledgment.

 Jonah shifted uneasily, feeling a little uneasy about Cynthia's effusive thanks. He tried to downplay his role in the situation, saying, "I, uh, just did what anyone would have done."

Cynthia shook her head in vigorous disagreement, her eyes alight with admiration for Jonah's selfless actions. "No, Jonah, you went above and beyond. You called your father to help me, and I'm so grateful for that. You have no idea how much it meant to me."

Jonah paused for a moment, considering whether Cynthia might later find out the truth. He knew that he had only called his father to make her feel he , and that it was not his father who had really come through for Cynthia in the end. 

But he didn't want to hurt Cynthia's feelings or diminish her appreciation for his actions. He wanted to take the glory and admiration for what he didn’t do. 

In the end, he decided to go along with her version of events, nodding his head in agreement. "Yeah, I guess I did call my dad and he pulled some strings," he said with a shrug.

 "But you know, it was really a team effort. We all pulled together to make this happen. I'm just glad that everything worked out in the end."

Jonah's words were spoken with humility and a desire to downplay his role in the situation he had no hand in. 

Despite the fact that he had not played any single part in helping Cynthia, he still went on to take all the credit, he even went on to acknowledge the contributions of an ‘imaginary’  others, who had helped in their own small ways. 

Lina watched Jonah's shameless behavior with a mixture of disbelief and amusement. "I can't believe you did that," she said, trying to stifle her laughter.

"What do you mean?" Jonah asked, a hint of defensiveness in his voice. He knew he had not really done something out of the ordinary, but he didn't think it was that big of a deal.

"You know exactly what I mean," Lina replied, giving him a pointed look. She couldn't help but shake her head at Jonah's audacity.

Before she could say anything more, Gibson stepped in, sensing that the conversation was about to take a turn for the worse. He whispered to Lina, "Let it go. It's not worth it."

Jonah, on the other hand, was feeling increasingly uncomfortable with the situation. "I didn't actually help," he muttered to himself, "but now she feels like I helped, she would take me for a saviour," he boasted to himself.  

He knew that he had exaggerated his role in the situation, but he felt not even a  twinge of guilt for doing so.

But then he turned to Lina and Gibson, his tone mocking. 

"I mean, who else would have been able to help besides me?" he said, a hint of arrogance creeping into his voice. "You two are just a couple of losers."

Jonah's words were spoken with a tone of superiority, as if he alone possessed the skills and abilities needed to handle the situation. 

However, deep down, he knew that he didn’t even play a small part in the solution and that Lina and Gibson where nothing close to losers. 

Cynthia turned to Gibson, her eyes filled with a mix of sadness and frustration. "I know you want to help me, Gibson," she said with a heavy sigh. "But you haven't realized that you can’t yet."

Gibson looked at her, perplexed. "What do you mean?" he asked, feeling a little hurt that Cynthia didn't think he was doing enough to support her.

"In our marriage, all you ever did was cook for me," Cynthia explained, her voice tinged with disappointment. 

"I appreciate that, of course, but please don't brag about your nonexistent involvement anymore. It only makes me feel more alone in this."

Gibson didn't know what to say as Cynthia and Jonah left their presence. 

He felt a pang of guilt and shame wash over him, if only she knew that he was the one who helped her and her business. 

Lina, noticing his confusion, asked, "Why would you rather be misunderstood than tell the truth?"

Gibson let out a deep sigh, feeling torn between his desire to keep his promise and his need to be honest with his loved ones. "I can't reveal my identity right now," he replied, his voice barely above a whisper. 

"I made a promise to my mother three years ago that I wouldn't reveal who I really am until the time was right."

Lina raised an eyebrow, sensing that there was more to his humble attitude than he was letting on. "What do you mean?" she pressed gently.

Gibson explained. "I can't break it. But in just two months, everything will change." He concluded.