All Chapters of The Billionaires Game : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Chapter 33: Shocked To The Bones Xandra’s POV I couldn't believe my father locked me in and mom didn't do anything about it. I couldn't find a way to leave and Dwayne was coming over. How was he going to do that? Fly the fence? Or command my father? Right now, it looked like my father was on Shane's side. He hadn't bothered to ask why I was late. He didn't care to check up on me? What if I had died? I called him complaining about Shane kidnapping me and all he could do was encourage me to be on my best behavior? Hmph! I paced around the room like a maniac thinking of something else. And there was the agreement I had with Shane. He forced me to do it. The truth was I like him. Maybe a little more than I should and I had to act like I wasn't interested or the plan wouldn't work. It felt like a bad idea complying with Dwayne's plan but what other choice did I have? That scrawny little woman Shane called his wife was complete beneath him. And I could always get the Ma

Dwayne's POVTick, tock, tick, tock. The vintage wall clock grew louder as I stood before them.“Is there really no way to speak to Master Shane?” He asked. “You can always call him,” I answered. “We did after we got the news. It was just before Xandra returned home and he hadn't answered them.”“Oh,” I said, nodding. “That's why he sent me. He couldn't risk arousing any more suspicion and drag you both into it.”“That's very kind of him, but we'll be honest,” he continued. “We love him to be our future son-in-law.”They smiled, laughing stupidly at the thought of being involved with my family. I smiled, knowing he was talking bullshit. “That doesn't seem like it to me.”“We…” he started, but I didn't let him finish. “I am no fool and I'm sure my brother isn't either. You need the money, don't you?” He whimpered, licking his lips as he tried to cover up. “It's not the way you're thinking.”“Am I right or not?” I asked, my voice going lower. “No, it isn't,” he answered and I let

Xandra's POV“Hell no!” I yelled. “I am not doing that.”“Stop being such a spoiled entitled brat and do it,” mom yelled.“I won't. You can do whatever you like but I'm not selling myself short to him.”“News flash honey. You already are. Maybe, it wouldn't have happened if you weren't so comfortable being a bitch!”“I guess I learnt from the best. I am your replica after all.”“Don't speak to me like that!”“Or what, mom! You'll see me throw that away like you did did to your dignity!” I yelled back.SMACK!My face ached at the spot she hit me. If I hated Dwayne before then I loathed him now.My face contorted showing my anger. “I have had enough of you and that son of a bitch!”She slapped me again. “That son of a bitch is trying to save whatever is left of your dignity and you have the guts to be ungrateful.”“Ungrateful? Do you have any idea why I am in this mess?”“I don't care! It's your fault! You never do anything good. It's always loads of problems!” She lashed out.I froze,

Shane's POVIt was already sick and tiring having the noise in the room. A couple of minutes had gone by and it was all because of one person. My hand rubbed my forehead, with the brewing madness until I couldn't take it anymore. I clapped and everyone kept quiet. Then I started, making sure to look at Dwayne so he knew I wasn't joking.“This should never be a problem. If the will gives us the right to both have a spot at the CEO spot then we have to check the merits.”I scanned the file with my eyes and smiled. “It says here that the CEO position is much preferable to the one married.”My eyes went up, meeting Dwayne's. “Only one of us is married.”Then I returned to looking at the file. “And the other criterias here include your involvement and achievements in the business.”“Do you have any of those qualities?” I asked calmly. “What does it matter?” He asked. “Doesn't it? You brought the file and I am reading the content to you. Don't tell me you didn't go through it? You aren

Shane's POV She smiled as she noticed me. I stepped into the cleared path, holding the pink box. I had left that morning to get the gift. It wasn't because I was in love with her because I totally wasn't. It couldn't be that. But my phone's calendar had reminded me of her birthday. I had been drinking my coffee and scrolling through my phone, bored as hell and ignoring half of the company's email which gave me a headache. The notification popped up, catching my attention. I had saved it the day I made her sign the contract. It was a habit I couldn't stop. Whenever I was interested in someone or anything. I would save their most important dates. It mostly worked as a revenge tool but only on a rare case when I wanted to serve an eye for an eye. Weddings and important business launching dates weren't left out either. It took an hour of me arguing with my subconsciousness if getting her something would be nice. I had done this before and it was always left to my secretary. Was it