Semua Bab The Billionaire's Regret: Winning Back His Lost Love: Bab 51 - Bab 60

KatnissI opened the drawer in my bedroom, the one where I kept pieces of my past locked away. I hadn't touched it in ages because every time I did, tears would come. A longing that I couldn't express, a kind of heartache that only tears could understand.Inside, I pulled out an old photo album, my hands trembling as I shut the drawer again. With a slow breath, I opened the first page, and there she was—the beautiful face I’d almost forgotten. She had the same hazel eyes as mine, full of warmth, and her long, slightly wavy brown hair framed her smile. She held me on her lap, and I was beaming, the joyful grin of a three-year-old who knew nothing but happiness.Those were the days. My childhood was truly beautiful. “Why did something so perfect have to end so soon, God?” The question echoed in my mind, knowing there was no way to turn back time.“Mama, I miss you. I really, really miss you.” That was my mother’s face in the photo, and these pages held so many memories of us together. Th

---“What do you want? Do you know how much you're bothering me right now?” Katniss asked, her voice as sharp as always."I'm not in L.A. at the moment," I replied, ignoring her cutting tone."I don’t care," she shot back, unmoved."Soon, Katniss. Very soon," I answered cryptically, knowing it would only leave her in the dark.“What are you even talking about?” she asked, clearly confused.I wasn’t ready to explain yet, so I simply said, “The truth will come out, Katniss. You won’t be blamed anymore.”Then I ended the call, expecting her to be furious. I lay back and closed my eyes. Tomorrow, I would start searching for that truth.The next morning, the atmosphere at home felt heavier than usual. I got out of bed with a steely resolve. After that talk with Dad and my brother, I knew I couldn't just stand by. I needed to dig deeper into my mom's past and her connection with Katniss's mom.I decided to speak with the head maid, a woman who had worked in this house since before I was bor

After several weeks of tension, I finally returned to the office. That morning felt brighter than usual, but my heart was still heavy thinking about everything that had happened. I wanted to focus on my work and ongoing projects, but the name James kept echoing in my mind, overshadowing every corner of my room. Had he found the information he was looking for? Had he gotten proof to confront Emma?As I stepped into the conference room, I found my coworkers gathered around a large table with serious faces. Ms. Caroline, our project manager, sat at the head of the table. She turned to me and gave a warm smile.“Katniss, welcome! We’ve been waiting for you,” she said, nodding in my direction. “We have some important discussions today.”“I’m sorry for being late,” I replied, trying to act relaxed. I worked hard to push all thoughts of James aside and focus on the task at hand.“No problem. Let’s get started,” Caroline said, opening the meeting with the prepared agenda. “We need to discuss o

JamesKnock… Knock… Knock…I was working on the laptop when there was a knock on the door. Frustrated I rise from my seat and opened it to find Emma standing right in front of me. There was a certain look of concern painted on her face, like there was something she was bothered by.“What do you want?” I asked, not friendly at all and my voice showed how much I disliked having to deal with her.She hesitated for a moment, then she said in a soft disgusting voice, “There is something that I have to tell you.”“Is it important?” I shot back. “Because if it’s not, I don’t want to hear it. Get out of my room,”I continued.I didn’t mind being abrasive and coming across as being rude at that point. I had no patience for her.“It’s important. Very important,” she repeated, her voice quivering a little.“Then make it quick. I don’t have all day,” I said, interrupting her.Stunned by my reply, Emma tried to hide it but was clearly offended, that is, she tried to but failed to hide it completely.

JamesI let out a quiet snort behind the door. This lie had been spread for too long, and I knew there was more to Emma's explanation than she let on. I decided to stay and listen, curious to see how far her deceit would twist.Liam was recounting what I had told him, and Emma immediately began boasting.However, Emma's tone shifted to something more serious, as if she wanted to ensure that my brother was completely on her side. “Besides,” she continued with unwavering certainty, “if you stick by me, I can help you get what you want, darling. The position that James holds now… maybe one day, it could be yours.”My heart sank at those words. So this was what she truly offered my brother—a promise to take my place. I knew my brother's ambition all too well, and I could see the spark of interest in his eyes as he listened to her empty promises. Emma knew exactly how to manipulate those around her, and this time, she was targeting my brother to fulfill her own agenda.“Really?” my brother