บททั้งหมดของ A Billionaire's Regret: บทที่ 71 - บทที่ 80

DINAH’S POV   “Everything would soon fall in place I think, and you would have Christian all to yourself.” Tessa said with a smirk, and taking a sip of the orange juice Dinah had given her.   She had decided to visit Dinah today, and sneaking out of the shelter without even taking any permission she had accomplished her aim.   As usual, Dinah had been so happy to see her, and hugging each other happily Tessa had proceeded to tell Dinah her loads of daily gossips from the shelter, and one thing led to the other and now they were talking about Sara.   Dinah was already frustrated as it was…   The festival, which was the day they had scheduled to carry out their wicked act on Sara had been shifted again, to some weeks in march, an

SARA “Oh my goodness Sara you look stunning.” Oh she looked stunning quite alright, Sara could admit it herself, as she stared at the full length mirror, of the boutique store they were in. Today had been such a hectic but memorable day for her, and as she stared at herself in the full length mirror, maybe the stress was paying off, even when she didn’t have a hand in this. After the small birthday celebration that had been organized by Miranda and Ariel back at the orphanage, Sara had no idea that another bigger party awaited her, and here she was dressing up for the supposed event that Christian was hosting, like he’d told her over the phone earlier today. A shiver running down her spine, as she gaped down at the halter neck emerald wine colored dress she was putting on, a smile on her lips too, Sara blinked twice hoping that this was a dream but it was not. She was here with Ariel, in this quite expensive boutique that Christian had rented out for her, even when she had veheme

DINAH’S POV “Arghhhh….” Dinah half yelled, throwing the expensive bracelet that Mikey had gotten her, into the lake nearby.“Arghhhh…” She yelled again, and this time she proceeded to ruffle her knotted hair, scattering the pins and bands.She was so fucking angry.So, so angry, and the unruly image she had stuck in her head of Christian and Sara dancing, just didn’t want to disappear, and don’t felt like breaking something, destroying anything at all, or maybe picking up a knife and stabbing that bitch, in the stomach or even…She had seen them earlier, at the birthday party that Christian had planned for the bitch.Tessa had told her about it, and texting her the location of the boutique where Sara and her pathetic friend had been, Dinah had gone there, and still stalking them, she had followed them to the scene of the party, in one of the bikes that Mikey had given to her.She had tried to be discreet, trailing after Ariel and another guy, who seemed to have followed a different r

CHRISTIANChristian stood at the gate, bouquet of red flowers in hand, as he waited for Sara outside the shelter.He was trembling, anxious or nervous rather, the cool breeze around doing nothing to help his state, but still he persisted standing solemnly, praying that she had heeded to the message he had dropped for her.Just yesterday they had fought, and earlier today he had calmed down, as he started thinking of ways to pacify her, and he had come up with the perfect plan.He had tried her line as usual but she kept refusing his call, and so he had dropped a message for her with Ariel.Ariel hadn’t given him a feedback, and not wanting to pester her further, he had arrived here, with hopes that by 8pm just like he had told Ariel, Sara would be waiting for him, but he had come here, and no one was waiting for him.From afar, he had been heartbroken, the long walk from his house to the shelter in vain, but well, he was not one to give up, was he?Glancing at his wristwatch, Christia

SARAHolding up the colored black dress in her hands, Sara ran to the nearby mirror in the room, checking out the outfit on her body.“This would look good.” She muttered to herself, looking down at the dungarees she was putting on instead, having a change of mind.Maybe she would wear a dress to the carnival festival, instead of the sporty dungarees she had on.It would look much better, but still it would seem like she was overdoing the dressing part.It was just a party, or festival rather where teenagers like her would get to know each other more, not that she was looking forwards to that part.What she wanted to do at the carnival, was to simply play games, have some funny cool adventures, and just have enjoy herself nothing more or nothing less.She was not going to talk to anyone, except Ariel, and…Speaking of Ariel, Sara swiveled around, looking at her.She was seated dejectedly on the bed, playing with her fingers and sighing Sara walked over to where she was.“What’s the ma