All Chapters of The Billionaires Game : Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

Lucy's POV“Did you hear that?” I murmured, my voice creeping out of me and shocking me.“It's definitely the old man. Who else would be in his house by this time?” Xandra asked.I reasoned with her words. She was right. He had let us in, and his nurse friend was around.“You're right. I'm paranoid,” I said, but the next crash sound shocked me to my bone. Even if I wanted to argue to the end of the world, I was sure there was something off.“I think we should go help him. He's tripped on something,” Xandra said, got up from the bed, and headed for the door. I got up to join her when I heard it.The old man's broken voice. He sounded like he was struggling with something. I quickened my pace and caught Xandra's hand just before she touched the door handle.“I'm telling you there's no one in my house. You came here before, didn't you? Why the hell are you lot disturbing me?” the old man spoke.Xandra and I were instantly glued to the spot. They're back. Those mad people were still looki

Lucy's POV“Jesus Christ!” The nurse gasped and rushed to lock the door, then she looked at the windows to be sure they weren't open and the curtains covered everything.“How did you get up there?” the old man asked and I smiled.“I found the trap door,” I replied, while calculating my chances of jumping. It wasn't that high and there was a couch where I could land since it was the living room.It was better than falling out and landing on the stairs. That was a clear death sentence. I aimed for the couch but the old man's frightened voice stopped me.“Don't move. Let me get the couch to you,” he said and moved quickly to push the couch to my position. He checked again before gesturing with his hands for me to jump. “You can make a dive for it.”I listened and released my hand from the wood. My legs landed on the soft couch and I stepped down. Next was Xandra. She hesitated and looked confused about what to do.“Just guide your body out safely and jump,” I explained and she nodded.Sh

Shane's POVShe was calling. She was alive.“Lucy, please tell me where you are?” I begged.“I don't know. We can't…” she paused and spoke to someone else. “Where is this place?”I heard a man talking and my heart raced. Who was he? She sounded calm around him, so I found it impossible to believe she wasn't in danger. I gave him the benefit of the doubt even if I hadn't seen him before.“Uhm. We are at Amulet Street in Natchitoches, Louisiana,” she answered. “Can you make it?”“Lucy, I would fly to the ends of the earth to get to you. Just stay there and be very careful. I'm coming to get you and Xandra out of there.”“Please, hurry. I'm scared they'll come back. They hurt Martin and the nurse who helped us hide.”My grip on the phone tightened. I would have them all crawling on their knees for what they did to her.“I'll be there soon. Stay safe for me,” I said calmly. “Can I speak to Martin?”Lucy answered in a calm voice. “Yes. Here,” she said, and the man's voice came on.“Thank y

Shane's POVMy mind went blank for a couple of seconds. He didn’t just say that… I must have heard wrong. There was more than one person bearing the name Cole. And with a police chief father? That had to be a coincidence.“Cole?” I asked.Caleb’s eyes stayed on me. He had a worried look on his face.“Mmm-hmm. Cole. I believe he’s the detective handling your case — the one following you around like a dog.”“Have you been tailing me?” I asked. I should’ve been pissed. I was, but I was already used to it.“Yes. My boys found him watching you, so I made a little adjustment,” he answered.“He’s following you around? What’s his problem?” Caleb asked.For once, I was grateful I hired him. He was still a pest in my life.“Is that my man’s voice?” Marco asked.“He’s not your man. Do I need to refresh your memory?” My tone was more of a warning than a question.“Don’t worry. I sent pictures to your email. You’re very photogenic — but not as handsome as my Caleb.”Lord, give me strength.“And th

Caleb’s POVThe second Shane left, I knew I’d made the biggest mistake of my life.He was gone for barely five minutes, and Marco was already leaning back in his chair like he was itching all over. I didn't like it one bit. He had that annoying grin—the one that said he was thinking of doing something stupid.I crossed my arms and made sure he heard me loud and clear with a spite in my voice. “Don’t even think about it.”He looked at me, still smiling. “Think about what, sweetheart?”He's mad. That's the only reason. He's just rich enough to afford the meds so he doesn't look as crazy as he already is. Those words made me feel like I was forced to become a servant for a spineless goat. “I’m not your sweetheart.”“Then what should I call you? Handsome? Babe? Sugar pie?” he said with so much excitement in his voice.Shane. If It didn't love you, I would have killed you for this. So much for being a best friend. He's psychopathic morons as business partners.I groaned. “You’re distastefu