Craving my Dad's Billionaire BestFriend のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 171 - チャプター 180

Camille's POV  I had no idea how long I stood before Megan, replaying her words over and over in my head.   "Why?" I managed to croak.   She shrugged, avoiding my gaze. "There's something I have to attend to at home."  I nodded. It was fine. She probably wanted to check on her parents and see how they were doing or something.   I couldn't remember the last time Megan had traveled down to see them. She was always there. Always around.   "When will you be back?" I asked, turning around so I could pack my few things for the trip.   Megan remained quiet, and I glanced over my shoulder to see her staring at her shoes.  That nagging feeling was back.   Something was not right.   "Megan?" I called, facing he

Camille's POV  My shoulders dropped and my head felt faint. I stumbled forward and if I wasn't caught just in time by Uncle Robert, I probably would have fallen face-first to the ground.   "Are you certain?" The policemen asked the truck driver again.   Their voices sounded far away. There was a loud ringing in my ears. People spoke around me but only one voice rang clear and true.   The truck driver's.   "Yes-"  He was cut off abruptly. My eyes widened as I saw him shake and tremble in the bed. His eyes rolled, pupils disappearing leaving just the whites behind.   "He's having a seizure!" Someone yelled. "Call the doctor! Now!"  "Camille,"  My head snapped in the direction of the man I had loved with every single fucking fiber

Gavriel's POV  "You're certain?" I asked, ignoring the wild thumping in my chest.   Damn it. None of this made any sense.  Benjamin nodded. "All evidence, circumstantial or not, they do point to you, Boss. It doesn't look good. If another is found, it'll be the last straw."  "Noted," I said gruffly, tipping my head at him.    I watched him walk out of my car to his vehicle before driving off. What on earth was going on? There was no way that I had killed Caldwell.   Unless...No. No, it wasn't possible.    I didn't bother driving home. I could not stand the voices in my head, mocking me, taunting me with what I knew very well to be lies.   I had to see Camille.   I dialed Dane's

Camille's POV  "It's today. I'm taking over Dad's company today."  I stared down at the text I had sent to Megan. Double ticks meant it had been delivered, but not read. Like all the others I had dropped.   I gripped the phone tighter and then dropped my head on the window with a sigh. From the corner of my eyes, I saw the driver glance up at the rearview mirror before fixing his eyes on the road.   I shouldn't be angry.   I shouldn't be mad at Megan. Or anyone else. Megan was going through things I wasn't sure I could have survived if I were her.  Uncle Robert was supposed to come with me to Dad's company but he got a call last night and had to attend to whatever that was. When he texted last night telling me he would meet me at the company instead, I panicked.   I had imagined he wo

Camille's POV  I wiped my tears quickly and turned around to face her.  "What exactly is your problem with me?"  She arched an already high brow. "Why would I have a problem with you? You're already a bag full of them." "That insult is so third-grade," I sniffed, trying to keep the tears behind my eyes. I would cry later. When the sour witch before me was gone.   Harley smirked. "But the ones that'll follow, will not be. You've had a taste of how brutal the stakeholders are. Trust me, they get worse when our stock takes a dip. And with you becoming the CEO, I can see just how low the stocks will drop,"   I frowned, shaking my head. "You're an employee in this company, why would you want that to happen? Why are you so excited to see me fail?"  She pouted, putting on a fake pity face. "Oh no honey, no. I'm no