Semua Bab The Billionaire's Regret: Winning Back His Lost Love: Bab 141 - Bab 150

Katniss:“There will be a lot of people coming. Journalists—they’ll be covering it all.”“What? Why?” I stared at Christopher, my eyes full of protest. “I thought this was supposed to be low-key.”Christopher sighed. “I’m the number one businessman in this country, Katniss. News of my missing child spread across the nation for years. And now, rumors about you being found are everywhere. People are curious—very curious.”“I don’t like this,” I said, my voice low.The weight of my past pulled at me. I felt the memories creeping in, suffocating. James must have noticed because his gaze softened as it moved to my trembling hands.“Katniss…” His deep voice steadied me as he spoke.“You were born for this,” he continued. “I know you’ve endured so much—especially after what happened in the past, being chased by the media during our scandal. But this is different. They won’t look at you with judgment anymore. They’ll look at you with respect.”He squeezed my hands gently, his warmth seeping i

JamesIt boiled my blood to the core. We were in our room now, but Christopher, her father, was still here—lingering, as if waiting for a moment to set things right.“Please forgive my sister,” he began, his tone measured. “She’s... blunt. A bit sharp-tongued, but she has a kind heart underneath. Don’t worry; I think she was just testing you.”“With all due respect, sir,” I said, keeping my voice controlled but firm. “You should have told your sister outright that speaking disrespectfully to Katniss, especially in front of our child, is unacceptable. Giselle is just a little girl. Children are impressionable, and words like that can leave scars.”Christopher exhaled deeply, nodding. “I know, James. I’ll talk to her.”“It’s okay,” Katniss said softly, stepping close. Her hand brushed over my back—a soothing gesture that calmed my raging thoughts.“I understand,” she added, her gaze meeting mine with unwavering strength. “This is just one of the hurdles I need to face. I know it won’t b

Katniss“This… this is what will satisfy you. Tell me… are you ready for it?”The way his deep voice carried those filthy words sent shivers through me. My body felt impossibly hot, every nerve on edge, aching for him. We had done this before, more than once, but this time… this time was different. There was no pretense, no haze of alcohol, no tricks or stimulants. This time, it was real, raw, and mutual. We both wanted this. Fully aware. Completely willing.“Then please me, honey,” I said softly, my voice teasing yet laced with challenge.His eyes widened slightly in surprise at my bold words, as though he hadn’t expected such a response from me. But then, that reaction turned into something darker—a smirk spread across his lips, filled with wicked intent.“You naughty little lady,” he murmured, gripping my chin lightly. His thumb grazed over my bottom lip, pressing and tugging at it playfully before he bit his own lip in that irresistible way that made my pulse race.James’s hand dr

JamesEveryone was staring at me, Katniss, and Giselle.It wasn’t just Eloise, her mother, and Christopher. The entire Archer family was present, their judgmental eyes piercing through the room like a storm waiting to unleash.“Is this for real?” one of them asked. I didn’t know who he was—a man not much older than Christopher, but with the same cold, calculating presence.“That… woman managed to hide a child, and now her child gets to claim our family’s wealth? What kind of madness is this?” The man’s tone was dripping with disdain as his eyes flicked toward Katniss, as if dissecting her every flaw.I opened my mouth to respond, but Katniss placed her hand on my thigh, gently stroking it—a silent plea for patience.“I’ve already warned you not to insult my partner,” Christopher snapped, his voice sharp, protective.“And you’re still defending her? Even now? Pathetic,” the man retorted with a sneer.“You—”“Enough, Christopher.” The commanding voice of Katniss’s grandmother sliced thr

Emma"I don't understand, Emma," he said, frustration lacing his voice."You’re putting too much pressure on Liam," I replied, my tone sharp yet composed. "You expect him to surpass James, but can’t you see how overwhelmed Liam is? He’s still struggling to adjust.""He needs someone more experienced to guide him through this process," he argued, his voice steady yet defensive. "And you know I can’t bring in someone unrelated to the family for such a responsibility. My son... your stepson. Look at how far he’s come, standing on his own two feet. See how successful he is now.""You mean... Henry?" I asked, tilting my head, though I already knew the answer.He nodded hesitantly."Yes," I whispered softly, yet firmly. "Henry, darling."I leaned closer. "Let him lead the company with Liam. Together. You know they’d make a powerful combination."His eyebrows furrowed. "Do you really think that’s the best idea?""Of course, it is. It’s the smartest choice right now. If you leave Liam to hand