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269: ANOTHER CALL
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The Billionaire’s Regret 269: ANOTHER CALL
NATES POV The company had taken too much from me. Turned family into strangers. Turned loyalty into knives in my back. As much as I wanted to honor my grandfather, I couldn’t keep bleeding for a legacy that cost me everything else. “You know the board won’t accept your sudden resignation,” Marcus pressed. “You skipped the last meeting, and they still trust you. They won’t just let you slip away.” “They don’t have a choice. I made sure to time it perfectly.” “Just because you’ve tied up your projects doesn’t mean they won’t come up with some scheme to stall it.” “Let them try,” I said. “I already set everything in motion. You’ll step in, and later you can resign or pass it on. But I’m done.” Marcus’s jaw flexed. “They’ve called a meeting in three days. Everyone’s expected in New York. If you don’t show up, they’ll use it against you. Use those three days to think this through, Nate.” “Marcus…” I exhaled. “My decision’s made. And I won’t be at that meeting.” Days ago, I
The Billionaire’s Regret 268: IM DONE.
NATE’S POV “What the fuck is this supposed to mean?” Marcus growled, tossing a stack of papers onto my desk. “It’s good to see you too, brother,” I muttered, forcing myself to look away from the screen. This was the fifth research paper I’d read today, and not one of them had an answer to calm the fear crawling up my chest. “Don’t brother me, Nathaniel!” he snapped, blue eyes burning into me. “First you distance yourself like the plague. Then, when I reach out, you barely respond. hell, you don’t even answer unless it’s about work. And now I wake up to this bullshit? Some lawyer at my office with this?” He jabbed a finger at the papers. My eyes dropped to the stack, then back to his enraged expression. Running a hand through my already messy hair, I regretted telling the guards to let him in. I had enough on my plate. Too much. The last thing I wanted was to explain the family business all over again. “Say something, damn it! Or do you have nothing to say to me now eith
The Billionaire’s Regret 267: I AM HERE
ELARA’S POV “From what I’m seeing right now, the baby looks fine. But we still have a few things to check to be sure.” Nothing about what she just said made me feel better. If anything, it only made the knot in my stomach worse. I nodded, flashing a weak smile to hide the fear twisting inside me. The silence after her words stretched tight until the technician spoke again. “Do you want to listen to the heartbeat?” “Yes,” Nate answered before I could even open my mouth. She adjusted the probe, pressed a few buttons, and then it started. At first the sound was muffled, then it grew stronger steady, rhythmic, like a tiny drum beating inside me. I blinked furiously, fighting the blur in my vision before anyone could notice. Nate smiled, but I couldn’t even move. All I could do was lie there, frozen, until the ultrasound ended. The technician scribbled notes on a chart. “The baby looks healthy. But considering your health history, there’s still a chance of miscarriage.”
The Billionaire’s Regret 266: my baby
ELARA’S POVEach step toward the room felt heavier, as if my legs were dragging through mud.Nate must’ve noticed because his hand slid into mine, his grip firm and steady. “It’s going to be fine,” he whispered. I wanted to believe him, I really did… but the words felt like paper against fire, too fragile to hold back my fear. Still, I forced a tiny smile.Summoning every ounce of strength I had left, I climbed onto the bed. Nate didn’t let go of my hand. I thought about pulling away — I didn’t want him to see how weak I felt — but the way his thumb brushed over my knuckles told me he needed this just as much as I did. Maybe holding my hand was the only thing keeping him calm.He flashed me another smile, though his jaw was tight. With his free hand, he pulled out his phone, ready to record, and the sharp click made my chest squeeze. I couldn’t even react — my legs were trembling too much.The technician began setting up the machine, her voice explaining each step, but my mind was mil
The Billionaire’s Regret 265: MYRTLE
ELARA'S POV My hands felt cold, sweatier with each step we took into the unfamiliar halls of the private clinic. My legs felt weaker, though I wasn't sure if it was from the buff men surrounding me or the fact that Nate had been on a call the entire walk to the waiting area. "Hey," Nate said, placing a hand on my thigh. "It's going to be okay." "I know," I replied flatly. I'd been giving him clipped answers since we left the penthouse, avoiding him whenever possible. That didn't stop him from trying. But if I was being honest? I wasn't sure I believed it would be okay. All I could do was trick myself into pretending. I busied myself with the subtle decorations, the posters of smiling pregnant women, the photos of babies with their gummy grins. Then the few women scattered across the rows were perfectly put together. That's when I noticed her. A woman in a bright red tweed two-piece. Her laugh rang across the waiting room like she owned the place. Her hair was perfectly c
The Billionaire’s Regret 264: BOUNDARIES
ELARA'S POV When we got to the exit, guards were stationed at the doors by the car. I don't know if I missed them earlier or if their numbers had grown, but it was clear Nate wasn't joking about security. Nothing about them screamed "low profile." From where I stood, I could already count four armed men and three black cars. A little too much, I wanted to say. But the disturbing photo and bloody letter, Nicolas sent still crawled through my mind, so I kept my mouth shut. My chest tightened until it hurt, and the drive blurred by in silence. My eyes grew heavier with each passing second, and my bones felt weaker with exhaustion. When we finally reached the safe house, it wasn't a bunker or a cabin in the woods. It was a penthouse, accessible by a hidden elevator. The elevator doors opened, spilling warm light into the space. Nate motioned me inside, the vastness of the place greeting us as he gave a quick tour. "You can wash up. I'll get dinner sorted," he said, shrugging off h
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