The Sheik’s Vow (The Billionaire’s Club #13)

Chapter 22

Kaia watched it all from the security cameras, her hands covering her mouth as she tried to contain her laughter.

“They’re all eejits,” Sean Byrne scoffed, leaning back in his chair next to her as he watched the scene play out. “A bunch of lemmings.” His Irish accent only came out when he was deeply disturbed, such as now.

Hendrix snorted as he pressed buttons on his keyboard so that another view was on the monitor. Thankfully, all of the interactions were recorded.

“And there they go!” Sean announced with a chuckle. “Leaving their meager poker chips to be stolen by whoever walks by.”

The men in the security office sighed, one of the guards hurrying out to secure the chips. The club might be a haven for listening in on conversations that billionaires thought were private, but the staff tried to maintain a certain level of ethics. There was no assurance of private conversations in the contract that each club member signed.

The poker chips were easily retrieved, counted, and the amounts applied to each member’s account.

In the meantime, the other members on the floor continued to play, enjoying their evening and the success of their pressure campaign to get at least four of their members to act ethically.