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CHAPTER 143: FOUR MINUTES
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The Billionaires Greatest Regret CHAPTER 143: FOUR MINUTES
POV: Priya "You asked who had the signature cards," Priya said. "That's what you're really asking me. Just say it." Leo stood in the doorway of the nursery with his coat missing and his hair standing up in tufts, like he had been running his hands through it for an hour. Behind her, little Vivian slept with one fist curled beside her cheek. Priya kept her voice low and her back straight. "I didn't say that." "You walked in here, you didn't kiss me, you didn't look at the baby, and you asked me whether my firm still keeps the originals from your mother's trust. I'm a forensic accountant, Leo. I know what a question sounds like when it's wearing a costume." "Can we talk in the kitchen?" "Yes. We can." She tucked the blanket under Vivian's chin and followed him out. The apartment was small and warm, full of the things they had chosen together. A lamp from a market in Lisbon. A crooked shelf he had built himself and she had pretended to love until she actually did. She sat at the t
The Billionaires Greatest Regret CHAPTER 142: THE MISSING MILLIONS
POV: Leo Ashford "Say it again," Leo said. "Slowly this time." Arthur Lindqvist did not look up from the folder on the conference table. He turned a page, then another, and pushed the stack across the polished wood until it stopped against Leo's hand. "Two point three million dollars left the Second Chance account in eleven days. Three transfers. All of them signed off by your mother." "That's not possible." "I wish I could agree with you." Leo picked up the top sheet. The numbers sat there in neat black rows. Beside each one, in blue ink, was a signature he had seen on birthday cards, school forms, and the bottom of every note she had ever tucked into his lunch. Vivienne Ashford. The loop on the V, the sharp little tail on the final e. His mouth had gone dry. He reached for the water glass and found it empty. "Who else has seen this?" "Me. You. The bank's compliance officer, who called me on Friday." Arthur finally lifted his eyes. He was seventy now, silver at the temples, an
The Billionaires Greatest Regret CHAPTER 141: TUSCANY
POV: Vivienne Ashford "I want to plan something for the whole family," Vivienne announced one morning, nearly a year after Eleanor's passing, the household having gradually settled back into its comfortable, treasured rhythm. "Not a wedding, not a business milestone, simply a proper family gathering, everyone together, to celebrate exactly what we've built." "What did you have in mind?" Roman asked, genuine interest evident in his expression. "A proper reunion," Vivienne said. "Everyone. Leo, Priya, and Vivian. Maya and Thomas. Grace and Oliver. Your father, Julian and Elena and their children, Diane and Arthur, Caius and Isabella, Katya and Mathias, even Cole, if he'd like to join. Somewhere none of us have been together before, so it feels like its own new memory rather than simply repeating what we've already built here." They settled on a villa in Tuscany, considerably removed from any business obligation or accumulated family history, simply a place for genuine, uncomplicated
The Billionaires Greatest Regret CHAPTER 140: THE SEALED LETTER
POV: Vivienne Ashford "I found something in the estate's old records I think you should see," Arthur said, arriving at the house nearly two months after Eleanor's passing, having handled the considerable legal and administrative details of her final affairs, a task he'd insisted on managing personally given his decades of loyal service to this family. "A sealed letter, addressed to you specifically, that she apparently arranged for her attorney to deliver only after her death." Roman accepted the envelope with visible hesitation, turning it over in his hands before finally breaking the seal, and Vivienne watched him read in silence, his expression shifting through several complicated emotions before he finally set the letter down. "She left the entirety of her remaining personal estate to the Bridge Fund," Roman said, genuine surprise evident in his voice. "Everything that wasn't already seized or forfeited through the original conviction. A considerable sum, actually, accumulated
The Billionaires Greatest Regret CHAPTER 139: GOODBYE, MOTHER
POV: Vivienne Ashford The call came three weeks later, early on a quiet Tuesday morning, Arthur's voice carrying the particular gentle gravity reserved for delivering exactly this kind of news. "Eleanor passed away peacefully overnight," he said. "The hospice staff said she wasn't in pain, at the end." Roman absorbed the news in silence for a long moment, and Vivienne watched him carefully, uncertain what particular grief or relief this final confirmation might bring after weeks of anticipating exactly this outcome. "Thank you for telling me directly," Roman said finally. "I'd like to handle the arrangements quietly, if possible. No public announcement, no elaborate service. Simply a private, small gathering for whoever in the family wants to attend." "I'll coordinate everything according to your wishes," Arthur confirmed. After the call ended, Roman sat in silence, and Vivienne settled beside him, offering simply her steady, quiet presence rather than words that felt, in this pa
The Billionaires Greatest Regret CHAPTER 138: THE LAST VISIT
POV: Vivienne Ashford "I want to visit her once more," Roman told Vivienne, nearly two months after the hearing, his voice carrying the particular quiet certainty that had replaced his earlier uncertainty. "The hospice called this morning. They don't expect her to last much longer. I think I need to see her one final time, before it's too late to say whatever's still left unsaid." "I'll come with you," Vivienne offered. "I think I need to go alone this time," Roman said gently. "But thank you, for offering. For everything, this entire difficult process." He drove to the hospice facility that afternoon, and found Eleanor considerably more frail than his previous visit, the cancer's progression visible in every line of her diminished body, though her eyes remained alert as he entered the room. "You came," she said softly, her voice barely above a whisper now. "I did," Roman confirmed, settling into the chair beside her bed rather than maintaining the careful distance of his earlie
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