Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Billionaire’s Regret : Kabanata 221 - Kabanata 230

ELARA’S POV I raised a brow. “He told you? Your Mr. Perfect, Nathaniel?” “He did,” she said. “He did?” I echoed, trying my best not to burst out laughing. I know she’s lying… she just gave herself away. Nate had no idea where I was going. He doesn’t even know I’m out here. And I definitely didn’t tell the house staff anything about heading to the courthouse. So she found out some other way. Maybe by stalking me? She’s probably been following me for a while. If she knew I was in New York and exactly where to find me… Something’s not right. It could be dangerous. Something is wrong with her. If she’s going to this much length just to ruin my relationship with Nate— Wait. How did she even find out about us? I haven’t told anyone. And even though we never talked about keeping things quiet, I don’t think Nate would’ve told anyone either. “He tells me everything,” she went on. “He said once he’s done with you and that little company of yours, we’ll be together again

ELARA’S POV Another thunderclap tore through the sky as the wind howled and whipped around us. “Let’s go inside,” Nate said quickly. “We can talk there. It’s about to rain any second from now.” “Answer the fucking question, Nate!” I yelled, voice shaking. “Did you submit those divorce papers you made me sign two years ago or not?” He didn’t say a word. Just stood there, staring at me, his expression unreadable. His silence only made my rage boil hotter. “Answer me, Nate!” My voice cracked. “Tell me I’m just being paranoid. Tell me I misunderstood. That someone else is lying to me. That this is all just a messed up mix up.” He hesitated… then said it. “It’s not.” And everything around me stopped. “It’s not a mix-up. I didn’t submit the papers like I was supposed to.” Then the sky cracked open, and the rain poured down in heavy sheets. It felt as if the skies were mocking me so hard right now they were crying. He immediately pulled off his suit jacket and trie

NATE’S POV “I know this all happened fast, but you can’t go after them,” Angelo said, his voice calm but firm. “At least not right now. We need to think first.” “I have their plate number. I can find them, I just need to get to my car and—” “Do you even hear yourself, Nate?” he snapped. “This is serious. We need to be smart about this. We need a full proof plan before we start chasing shadows. We don’t know who they really are yet. All we have is a bunch of inconsistent leads. And if we don’t play this right, it could be the final blow.” “No, Angelo,” I said, yanking my arm away. “I won’t sit here and make strategies while every second I waste, they’re getting further away with Elara. I’m not risking her for some plan. I have their plate I can track them I need to get her back do you even understand anything I’m saying?” “I get it. I do,” he growled. “You’ve got the plate. That’s great. But they’re long gone by now. And let’s say … miraculously you catch up and get her back toni

ELARA’S POV. Something warm trickled down my cheek.Blood.I was lying on metal cold, solid, unforgiving. My back throbbed, my limbs felt like dead weight, and my head pulsed like it had been cracked open. Which, honestly, it might’ve been.My clothes clung to my skin, still damp from the rain. Everything around me reeked of rust, mold, and old sweat. The stench curled in my nose and clung to the back of my throat.I tried to open my eyes.At first, they wouldn’t budge. It felt like they’d been sewn shut. When I finally forced them open, the world spun. Blurry. Flickering.Cement walls. Iron bars. A single dying bulb overhead that buzzed like it was choking on its last breath.I’m in a cell?No.No, no, no.I tried to sit up, but a stabbing pain tore through the back of my skull, sharp enough to steal my breath. I swallowed against the nausea rising fast in my chest.What… what happened?Then it all came back, crashing into me like a wave I wasn’t ready for.Nate’s voice. The shouti

ELARA’S POV He pulls me into a hug. But I don’t move. My arms hang limp at my sides as my thoughts begin to spiral. I’m trying to make sense of how or why Nicholas is here. It doesn’t make sense. The man from earlier said “the boss.” That’s supposed to be Pierre… right? Pierre’s the one with a vendetta against Nate. This whole thing is about the mines. About stealing them from him. So what is Nicholas doing here? He’s never had anything to do with minerals, or stones, or any of that world. He’s an architect. He works with buildings. A normal guy. Our families have been close for years. His father and mine have been best friends forever. Nicholas was never mixed up with the black market… or bad people. “It’s been two weeks since I last saw your beautiful face.” He finally pulls away, a wide smile curving on his lips but his eyes are cold. Too cold. “What… are you doing here, Nico?” I whisper. “Did they get you too?” That’s the only explanation I can think of. Maybe he