All Chapters of The Billionaires Game : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Shane's POV“Shit! His heart's failing!” I muttered. The doctors ran in and began pushing everyone out.“Mr. Shane, Mr. Dwayne, please stay outside,” he ordered and began resuscitation. Dad's heart line continued to remain flat even when the doctor performed CPR. The nurses moved around following orders and I watched.I caught Dwayne watching him from the corner of my eye. He didn't have any expression. He was stoic and cold.The doctor came out a few minutes later and he was mad. “I don't care if you two are the high lords of the business world, but don't push him into that position again.”“It's not like he's not going to die,” Dwayne said and I almost laughed.He was always like this, straight to the point and brutal. The doctor stood shocked for a couple of seconds, then adjusted his glasses. “Whatever it is that you guys have going shouldn’t go too far. He might pass on soon, but don't make it hard.”A soft chuckle escaped my lips and the doctor glanced at me. “Sorry, you were a

Lucy’s POVThe first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was Shane’s face, inches away from mine, his head on the pillow. He had cried himself to sleep and I took a while taking him out of his clothes, cleaning him a bit and helping him sleep. He was exhausted mentally and physically.I could blame him. His father was a prick. I didn't dare make a noise and watched him. My heart danced with pleasure at what I saw. He was handsome in every part. His lashes twitched once in a while and his lips made little kisses before he turned over.I felt myself stare, loving his cuteness. He looked much younger when he slept. It broke me to see him cry and I prayed he never went through it again.My phone buzzed on the nightstand and I grabbed it quickly, turning off the vibration with the press of a button before it would wake him up. There were a series of notifications, mostly from the news and blogs. But there were also a few from the movie company I had recently finished the last film with.My c

Melissa’s POVI stared at my phone screen like a jobless person. I had tried to take my mind off Dwayne’s word with playing games on my phone, drinking, ignoring everything else but it still crawled back to me. How on earth did I expect me to apologize to her? She wasn't going to accept it and give me a pat on the back. I had literally ruined her name on the internet.And I was pissed at the whistle blower. He had one job and he messed it up. I could have gone just fine pretending it wasn't me and be able to get something from Lucy but since he sold me out, I couldn't anymore.An apology wasn't going to happen. It was laughable to begin with and an insult to me. He could do it if he felt so terrible. Besides, I still had ground. I had the sex tapes stored with me and I never got rid of them.His brother would kill him if he found out Dwayne was involved in that. So, I would sit pretty and bet all my money on Dwayne not doing shit to me. My pride was everything and I intended to get ou

Lucy's POV They heard it all. My voice and director Zhao's. “Is this real?” the host asked. “Yes, it is. Why would I bring anything fake?” I replied, meeting his gaze. “Wow. This is completely opposite from what was posted online,” he replied. “Surely, you don't believe that without a question and choose not to believe the real one in front of you.”“It's not that. It's just that….” The hair said, but I interrupted. “It sounds too fake. For a lengthier conversation. Would you like a forensic report?” “Well, yes. We have to be sure that this is the real deal and not some…you know…”“Fake one,” I completed for him and shook my head. “Don't worry, I came prepared.”I snapped my fingers and James came forward, handing an envelope to me. I took it without turning back and gave it to the host. “You can have everyone watch it,” said, and the host's face turned red. He didn't argue, but passed the file to the technical group. “Alright, everyone. We will be right back after the break,

Melissa’s POV“Ugh!” I screamed, throwing the glass of wine on the wall. Lucy had escaped. The world had changed to her side, defending her.And worse, despite the money I spent, the trolls were having little or no effect on her image.Boiling with anger, I called Ezra. He picked up.“Why isn't it working?”“I don't know,” he answered. “It was working fine until she went to that show.”“I don't want your excuses. Do something about it.”“There's nothing more I can do,” Ezra confessed, his voice surprisingly calm.“Huh? Nothing you can do? I sent seven thousand dollars and you're telling me this? Find some dirt on her.”“You didn't pay me for that,” he argued.“And I didn't give you money for free. You either do as I say or return my money.”“I'm afraid that's no longer possible,” he said.“Alright then. I guess it wouldn't hurt if I showed up to your boss to explain.”His breathing grew ragged from the end of the phone. He belonged to a gang and, according to their rules, there was no