Semua Bab The Billionaire’s Regret : Bab 181 - Bab 190

ELARA’S POV The drive to the site is quiet, no music, no calls. Just the hum of the engine and the slow, sharp creep of the headache pulsing behind my eyes. “You’re late,” Kyle greets me the second I step inside, his usual frown in place. “Again.” I almost smile. His grumbling’s basically part of our routine now. We don’t even have a fixed schedule for my visits here, but he complains every time, and I let him. Maybe because I find it a little amusing. Maybe because he hasn’t been around much lately, thanks to the whole architect mess. These days, it’s mostly me and the new designer… or Rob. “Good morning to you too, Kyle.” “It’s twelve in the afternoon.” “It’s all the same, Kyle.” I roll my eyes with a small smile. “The items you ordered were already delivered.” “Already? I thought they weren’t coming until twelve-thirty?” “Well, they turned out to be efficient and punctual—unlike somebody else.” “Somebody else has other jobs to handle, you know.” I follow him through the e

NATE’S POV With every sob that tore from her throat, the fire in my chest burned hotter. My fists clenched, the need to destroy the bastards who did this nearly choking me. But I couldn’t leave her. Not like this. Not when she was shaking in my arms. That snake tattoo— it’s enough for me to find them and the plate number on the van. “There, there…” I murmured, cradling her gently. “You’re okay. You’re safe now, El.” Another sob escaped her, ragged and broken. “I won’t let anything happen to you,” I whispered, pressing my lips against her temple. Her trembling hands clung to my shirt, her tears soaking through the white fabric like guilt I couldn’t wash away. “He was… he was going to take me,” she choked out. “But he didn’t,” I said firmly. “He didn’t. I’m here now. Everything’s going to be fine.” But the words were more for me than for her. Because the truth was… if I had arrived even a minute later, they would’ve taken her. They weren’t bluffing. Even if the d


ELARA’S POV 
The piece of egg I swallowed felt a little hard as it went down my throat. 

“Excuse me?” I asked, arching a brow. Maybe I heard him wrong. NO- I had to have heard that wrong. 

“This house is not safe, El. I can’t let you stay here all alone,” his tone was serious. “You have to come with me.” 

Just when I thought we were having a civil interaction. 

I forced a smile. “Thanks for the offer… but I think I’ll pass.” 

“What do you mean you can’t?” He arched a brow like my answer was the last thing he expected. 

I know yesterday was a lot. Someone tried to kidnap me, and maybe he’s feeling a little bad, especially since he was the one who saved me. But I won’t go with him. I can’t. 

“Elara, what happened last night wasn’t a prank. It was real, and it can happen again.” 

“I was the one who got carried out of my house like I was some doll,” I snapped. “I had to push through a headache to try and save myself, so of course I know it’s not a prank.” 

“If

ELARA’S POV I had a quick call with Olivia. Jenna was usually the number one person I put in charge when I was away, but since she was still MIA and I hadn’t had the time to deal with the issues surrounding her yet… So, in the meantime, I gave Maya and Olivia a list of things they could manage, knowing I’d be working remotely for a few days. I tried calling Kyle, but it didn’t go through. So I sent him a text explaining I wouldn’t be available. I tried Elliot too, but it was the same. I didn’t want to text him—I needed to say this over the phone. It felt more respectful. After a quick shower, I threw on a grey jogger set and tied my hair in a low bun. I packed a few essentials and clothes into a small travel bag. I wasn’t sure what to bring, but since it was just a few days, I kept it light. When I joined Nate in the living room, he was no longer in just his buttoned-up shirt—he’d put on his blazer too, phone pressed to his ear. The second his eyes landed on me, he paused—a

NATE’S POV My jaw clenched as the car pulled up to the estate.My phone buzzed again.Angelo sent a message— photos.Images of my father and some other man at a bar. I didn’t even need to process it. I dialed Angelo immediately.“What the hell did you just send me?”“You were right,” he said, voice grim. “Your father’s the leak. He’s been meeting with Pier for a few days now. It was hard to trace, but I backtracked it.”“So it’s him,” I whispered, the disbelief bitter on my tongue.The bastard really hasn’t changed.“What else do you have?”“For now, we know they’re trying to sign a new contract. We don’t know what he’s getting in return yet, but—”“I’ll find out myself,” I cut him off and ended the call.I leaned forward. “Dave, turn the car around.”“Sire… but—”“I said turn it around. We’re going to the Hale mansion.”“We just left—”“Not that one. My parents’ house. And step on the damn gas.”My leg was already shaking, the anger vibrating through me like an earthquake in my vein