All Chapters of Craving my Dad's Billionaire BestFriend: Chapter 221 - Chapter 230

 Camille's POV  "I'm sorry ma'am, you're not allowed in here,"  I glared at the guards but that didn't get me anywhere. The man glared right back, probably fed up with me and my antics.    I had been trying for the last few days to sneak into Donovan Industries. Why would Gavriel go through so much to make sure I couldn't see him?  "You should leave before you're banned from the premises," The guard snapped, his eyes narrowed into slits.    That would be the next step if I kept on trying to get into his office.  I turned on my heels and made my way to my car. I was trying to get my car keys out when someone came up behind me, hugging me from behind.   "What the hell-" "Stalking my dad? Camille? I would think you would know better than that," &

 Camille's POV  I clasped a hand over my mouth.  Gavriel had a brother? I had never... I would never have thought that was possible until now. Until I saw Gerard. He never told me.  I don't think Dad knew about it. Dad never mentioned Gav had a brother, but at least he knew about Victoria's existence.   "That's a bit cold coming from his twin brother," Victoria chuckled as if she just told a funny joke.   Gerard snorted.   Twin brothers. Now it made a bit more sense.  At first glance, Gerard and Gavriel look exactly alike. Anyone could confuse the two of them. But I knew everything about Gavriel like the palm of my hand. That had to be why Gerard kept me shut out by the security.   He didn't want me to discover this.  He drove past the company,

 Third POV Gerard Donovan drove his car over the uneven road and let out a series of curses as his car dipped into a pothole and then crossed over a tree root. He would never for the life of him understand why Victoria had picked the warehouse hidden in the woods when one of Gavriel's safe houses would have worked just fine.   His brother had to have safe houses right? Didn't rich people with so much money invest in that type of shit? Gerard wouldn't know seeing that his entire adulthood had been ripped away from him.   By his parents. By his brother. And by the two policemen who stuffed him in their car at the age of fifteen and carted him off to jail. His life had changed after that.   While in prison, he had heard news about his brother. Gavriel considered himself too holy to visit him and so for thirty years, Gerard watched his brother grow on TV in the

 Camille's POV  "Are you sure you will be fine on your own?"  The woman who helped me the night before was Faye. She had heard my screams while she was in her home and had looked out the window to see what was going on. She hadn't wasted time rushing out of the house and driving down the road like she was some passerby.   I would always be grateful to her.   She didn't just drop me off at the police station and be on her merry way. She dropped a witness statement that I had been kidnapped and a team of police was sent to retrieve Nolan while I gave my report and the recordings of what had happened with Gavriel.   We stayed overnight at the station. The team sent after Nolan returned empty-handed stating that the building had been abandoned. Of course, he ran away. Faye had stayed with me today until the evening. She had been a darling. 

 Camille's POV  "Miss Caldwell, what would you say about the current health situation of Mr Donovan?"  Oh great, the press was here. I hadn't noticed them gathering in clusters until I was out of the car. I had gone out to get something to eat. It was noon and I hadn't eaten since noon the previous day. I hadn't wanted to leave Gavriel's side. It wasn't until my eyes felt dizzy and I was certain I would pass out that I had tried to find a diner.   Two burgers later and a diet coke in the parcel bag clutched tightly between my fingers, I was standing before some twenty reporters waving their microphones and cameras at me.   I had almost forgotten they existed.    "What are your remarks on the scandal?"  "Did you know Gavriel Donovan had a twin brother?"  My eyes widened on the