The Billioner's Secret Heir : My Ex's Ultimate Regret
"Don’t call me by that name. Camila Wilson died on the very night you tore the canvas of her life to pieces."
Damian Xavier, a heartless titan of industry, committed the greatest mistake of his life: he cast away his pregnant wife for the sake of his cold ambition.
Five years later, Damian has become obsessed with a ghost. He is haunted by the masterpieces of a mysterious painter known only as Sheina Blake.
Sheina’s paintings are ethereal and haunting, bleeding with the raw emotions of betrayal and magnificent rebirth. Damian is willing to pour out millions just for a chance to meet the artist, hoping her soul-stirring work can fill the void rotting inside him.
Little does he know, Sheina Blake is Camila Wilson—the ex-wife he once deemed worthless.
The woman he discarded like trash has now become the only deity he worships.
When fate finally brings them face-to-face, Damian doesn't find the fragile girl he once broke. He stands before Sheina Blake—a cold, powerful woman who has everything, including a genius son who holds au paintbrush with the same lethal authority Damian uses to rule his empire.
"You wish to buy my work, Mr. Xavier? Unfortunately, you will never be able to afford the price of the pain captured in these strokes."
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Chapter: Chapter 5 - Let Him Draw NearThe atmosphere inside the luxury suite at the Savoy Hotel, London, felt suffocating to Damian Xavier. Although the room was spacious with a direct view of the River Thames, Damian felt as if the walls were slowly closing in on him. He had loosened his tie, the top buttons of his shirt were undone, and the glass of neat whiskey in his hand was nearly empty. A knock at the door was followed by Mark entering, carrying a file. "Sir, I have gathered the initial data regarding Sheina Blake as you requested." Damian immediately set his glass down and snatched the file. "Tell me she’s lying. Tell me she is Camila Wilson." Mark took a long breath. "Administratively, Sir... Sheina Blake is a different person. Her citizenship data shows she was born in a small village called Chipping Campden, England. She has a birth certificate, a record of attending primary school there, and even notes that she lived in an orphanage after her parents died in an accident when she was ten years old." Damian
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Chapter: Chapter 4 - A Familiar StrangerThe world seemed to stop spinning for Damian Xavier. The low hum of gallery guests and the clinking of champagne glasses suddenly fell silent, replaced by the thundering beat of his own heart echoing in his ears. The woman in front of him stood tall, holding a crystal glass of red wine with steady fingers. She was so different from the Camila of the past, who had always trembled whenever he looked at her too sternly. "Ca... Camila?" Damian’s voice was hoarse, barely a whisper filled with pain. Sheina Blake did not flinch. She tilted her head slightly, revealing her sharp jawline and diamond earrings that glittered under the gallery lights. She stared at Damian as if he were just another overly enthusiastic admirer of her paintings. "I’m sorry?" Sheina arched an eyebrow. "I am not Camila. Do you have the wrong person, Mr. Xavier?" Damian stepped forward; they were now only an arm’s length apart. The faint scent of jasmine—the same scent that always lingered on his wife’s body—assa
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Chapter: Chapter 3 - Beneath the Frozen Brooklyn BridgeNew York in December is a beautiful sight for those with fur coats and warm homes. But for Camila Wilson, the city was a white monster trying to freeze her very breath.The first night after the expulsion was hell. Camila walked aimlessly, her feet growing numb inside thin flat shoes that were now soaked with melting snow. She carried only a small bag containing a sketchbook, a few brushes, and a wallet with less than a hundred dollars. All her credit cards had been blocked by Damian within hours."We have to be strong, little one," Camila whispered, clutching her stomach as it began to cramp.She ended up at a dimly lit bus stop on the outskirts of Brooklyn. Her body trembled violently. Every time a bus passed, splashing dirty slush onto her dress, she could only curl up tighter. She felt like trash discarded by the splendor of Manhattan, which glowed across the river.One Week LaterCamila’s condition deteriorated rapidly. She was now living in an abandoned old building under the Br
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Chapter: chapter 2 - The Heart -Wrenching AccusationCamila knelt on the marble floor of the living room. Her knees felt numb, but she didn’t dare to move.She stared at her car keys still lying on the marble table. Then, her gaze shifted to Damian, who stood before her."Damian, please tell me, how is Clara’s condition? Don't just stay silent.""Clara is dead, and it’s all because of your doing, you bitch!" Lady Beatrice’s ear-piercing scream rang out.Camila Wilson collapsed instantly upon hearing it. Her breath hitched in shock and suffocation. It was impossible; Clara couldn’t be dead."You intentionally let Clara use your car even though you knew the brakes were faulty!" Lady Beatrice approached, her eyes blazing with fury.In front of her, Damian stood with his back to the large window, staring at the snow-covered darkness of Manhattan. His broad shoulders were stiff, and every breath he took sounded heavy."Damian..." Camila’s voice broke, barely a whisper. "For God's sake, I didn't know the brakes were faulty. I only wanted to h
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Chapter: Chapter 1 - Blood Upon a White CanvasCamila’s brushstrokes on the canvas looked so beautiful. She was painting white lilies, which she planned to give to her sister-in-law, Clara Xavier.Outside, Manhattan was besieged by the most ferocious blizzard in a decade. The wind howled behind the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, but inside the room, the temperature felt warm from the softly crackling fireplace.Camila Wilson took a deep breath. The distinct aroma of oil paint—a mixture of linseed oil and thinner—had always been an addiction for her.Camila’s hand moved gracefully, applying a thin stroke of pearl white to the lily petals she was painting. Clara would surely be happy to receive this gift from her.In this house, only Clara truly accepted her—aside from her husband, Damian Xavier, of course.Lady Beatrice, her mother-in-law, hated her. Ever since Camila Wilson entered this mansion with the status of Damian’s wife, Lady Beatrice had been hostile toward her. She never acknowledged her existence.Was it because Camila
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