All Chapters of The Billionaires Game : Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

Meredith’s POV“Titan!”I closed my eyes, expecting the worst—a scratch, something that would knock me out of this realm. Some pain—but I felt nothing. My eyes opened slowly and I saw the beast squatting beside me. Its tongue was out.“Titan! Come here!”The tiger stood and walked away. That voice… My eyes raised up and I saw Raymond. He stretched his arm to retrieve the tiger, touching its fur, and my blood boiled.He let a tiger on me! He let a bloody wild animal chase me. That’s why he didn’t try to stop me.I stood to my feet and headed right for him. But I paused halfway when the tiger turned to me again.“Titan doesn’t like anyone getting close to me. Especially not an angry someone.”“It almost killed me.”“But it didn’t.” His response slapped me ten times over.“What if you hadn’t come out earlier?”“But I did, didn’t I?” I said nothing and watched him rub the animal’s head before tapping it gently. The other guards took it away and I breathed out.“Still thinking about runnin

Melissa's POVMy heart pounded wildly. Dwayne couldn't abandon me like this. How would I escape this?“Dwayne!!!” I screamed and pulled hard at my hair, stopping when I felt the pain hit my scalp. “This is bad. This is really bad.”The words kept coming out of my mouth repeatedly and I knew I was toast if the hotel management ever decided to call the police.There was only one way to find out. I pushed my phone into my pocket and got out of my room, then straightened up, lifted my chin and walked down the hallway. I saw the repairman attending to the elevator and I couldn't take my eyes off him. He met my gaze, not looking away either.Oh, shit. Does he know? Do I look away? Maybe, he's just….“Hi, dear,” he said, revealing a missing tooth when he smiled. I got closer and the stench of alcohol hit my nostrils.“Hey,” I replied.“Do you want to use the elevator? It's not ready. I'll advise you to use the stairs for a little bit. This old baby should be fine in a couple of hours,” he sa

Cole’s POV“It’s a quiet night,” I said, leaning back in my chair.“Yep. It would be much better with me on my bed,” Clara said. The whole room laughed.The other officers were changing into their jeans and jackets, ready to go home. The lights in the station were soft, making the place feel small and warm. It felt like a normal night.I laughed with them. They all laughed too. But even as they did, I could see it in their eyes. They still looked at me with a kind of fear. Respect. Like they knew I was the one they shouldn’t mess with. I didn’t mind. I liked it.“See you tomorrow, Cole,” one of the guys said, throwing his cap at me.“Yeah,” I said. “Go home before your wife locks you out again.”The room burst into laughter. The officer pointed at me like he wanted to say something, then shook his head and left.Soon, the room was almost empty. Only me and a tall blonde officer, Jake, were left. Jake was a good man. Too good for this job sometimes.Jake stretched his back and looked a

Melissa’s POV“Are you okay, ma’am?”The officer’s deep voice hit me like a brick. I coughed hard before I could say anything. His brown eyes looked down at me.“Yes,” I answered quickly. My voice cracked.He stepped closer, his boots pressing against the floor. “You sure? You look sick.”I forced a shaky smile. “I’m fine. Just tired. I went hiking this morning.”He nodded, still watching me like he wasn’t sure if he believed me. I clutched the paper bag with my food tight in my hands. If he stopped me, if he asked one more thing, I didn’t know if I could keep it together.He stepped aside. “Alright. Have a good day.”“Thanks,” I whispered, walking past him fast.The moment I turned the corner, I almost ran. My heart was pounding so loud it filled my ears. The walk back to Pamela’s Floaters usually took fifteen minutes. I made it in ten. My legs burned. I didn’t care.I threw the hotel door open, ignored the female cashier’s voice calling after me, and raced up the stairs. My hands sh

Dwayne’s POV“She called,” I said quietly.Shane looked up from his phone. “Who?”“Melissa. She said she needs help.”He laughed once. “That’s not my problem.”“She sounded scared,” I told him.“Good. Maybe she should be. You really think I’m falling for that? It’s a trap.”“Maybe it is,” I said. “But if we don’t try, we might lose our chance.”He stared at me for a long time, then sighed. “Where is she?”“Boston.”His eyes narrowed. “Boston? That’s where she’s been hiding? That explains why she was so hard to find. Lying right under our nose in a town that looks like it’s still in 1980.”I looked at my phone. “It’s past eight. If we drive there, we’ll reach after midnight.”Shane shook his head. “Three hours at least. Maybe four.”“I can’t handle that many hours stuck in a car with you,” I muttered.He smirked. “Who said we’re driving?”I looked at him, confused. He gave me that smug smile that always meant trouble.A few minutes later, we were parking his car in the VIP lot of a tal