All Chapters of The Billionaires Too (#2): Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

 When Cameron volunteered and signed up to be MJ's temporary PA and Secretary, he had no idea that part of his job description was to play detective by day.  "Relax, will you!" MJ spoke through her teeth, pulling him to her side before throwing a sweet smile at the real estate agent. "Honey, this house is huge, don't you think?" She said in a sickly, sweet voice that somehow went well with her fake personality.  She was wearing a short red leather skirt, a black blouse, a leopard print leather jacket, knee-length brown leather boots, a silver-blond wig topped up with a red hat; and to finish off her look, she wore thick, brown shades and a red lipstick.  To spice up her alias, she was chewing a gum, blowing out a bubble after every two minutes; one of the things Cameron hated about this role-play, especially the chewing.  Him on the other hand was dressed in a full, b

 "Boss, shouldn't we call Mrs Mendoza?" Javier's driver asked as he watched his employer bleed out in the backseat of his car.   Javier grunted, this must have been the hundredth time he was asking a stupid question. "No, let her spend some time with her family," he breathed heavily as he pressed his palms into his stomach to stop the gush of blood from his stab wound.  "Sir, are you sure you don't want to go to a hospital?" The driver stuttered.  Javier shut his eyes in frustration. "I already told you that no hospitals, and definitely no police. Just shut up and let me think," he gritted.  He breathed out and closed his eyes as he let the darkness of the night engulf him, feeling serene grace in the silent and soulless night.  It was not the first time he was on the edge of death, but it was the first time he was left with a stupid and

 When MJ first asked him to refer to her by her name, it had come as a shock, that he'd imagined she had grown two heads. It had to be the only explanation to her change in attitude towards him.   She now treated him like a friend and not just her driver like she used to. He was happy, but it was not an easy task because changing her attitude towards him or anyone else did not exactly change who she was. She was still the same person. MJ Billings, the cold, heartless and ruthless billionaire. She was still the same heartless person who only just offered a smaller pure part of her heart.  And after everything she had been through for the past few weeks, he knew her good Samaritan act was too good to be true, she was playing a game that no one was aware of. But he knew better, she was not to be trusted in her state of mind, not even now that they were having a drink together in her office.  

 "When Cameron said you'd come running back to me, I didn't think it would be this soon."  Blair stood next to the couch with her hands crossed. She could not believe this was happening; just the other day she was in MJ Billings' office begging her not to have her license revoked, and now it was MJ begging for help.  Blair was never the type to turn away someone when they desperately needed her help, but for the first time ever, she was contemplating to. She still remembered how MJ treated her when she went to her office to ask not to have her license revoked, how she had desperately pleaded for her not to ruin her career over a misunderstanding.  But that never stopped her. She had not practiced for more than two years now, and had lived off her pension money which was slowly running out.  MJ Billings had proved who she really was when she made sure that no one would

 'I want you to find direction in your life, I want you to get back on the road you lost. Isn't that what you want?'  She pondered over the question, she had been trying to live a normal life all these years, but she had no idea how.   She feared being normal, which was why she always found a way to push away anyone that tried to get closer to her.  The reality of getting attached to someone and having them in her life constantly, scared her. She was comfortable with Cameron being that person, but she got too close to him and now she was paying the price. She felt empty without him, it was as though he held access to every single door in her life, and now he had left them all wide open, allowing for cold air to seep through.  The world was too congested without him to tell her to take it easy. She just hoped he was safe wherever he was, he was probably on his way