Semua Bab Betrayed By Ex, Loved By My Billionaire Boss : Bab 131 - Bab 140

Regina's POVI was drowning in work.Mary had dumped a pile of last-minute revisions on my desk, claiming it was urgent, but I knew what she was doing. She was trying to rattle me. Make me slip up. I wasn't going to give her that satisfaction.Not again.I kept my head down, fingers flying over my keyboard. My phone buzzed once. Twice. I ignored it.Third time.I finally checked. A message from Jenna."Come down. Now. Just trust me."No emojis. No fluff. Just that.I glanced around. Mary was watching me from across the floor, a little too interested. I didn't care. I grabbed my phone and went downstairs.Jenna was waiting by the loading bay, arms crossed. "You've got a stalker," she said before I could even say hi."What?" I blinked.She nodded toward a black car parked near the side gate. A man leaned against it, sunglasses on. He wasn't part of the usual staff."He's been coming around," Jenna said. "And I have a pretty good idea who sent him."My stomach dropped. "Dan?""Bingo."I

Regina's POVBy the time I got back upstairs, Nicholas was pacing. Where did you go?" he asked, voice low but sharp."To breathe," I said simply, shrugging off my coat. "And to call Jenna." That stopped him."What did she say?" His brows furrowed "They're coming after you," I said. "And me. Hard."His jaw clenched. "I figured.""But there's more," I added. "There's talk about you getting demoted." That seemed to have gotten his full attention.He stood stilled. "What?""Jenna doesn't know if it's real. But if it is, guess who takes the fall for everything?"His eyes darkened. "No. Absolutely not.""Then stop hiding," I snapped. "If this is war, stop playing like you're trying to win by playing nice. These people don't care about honor. They care about optics. Control."He stared at me, then slowly nodded. "You're right."I blinked. "Wait, what?""You're right," he repeated. "It's time to fight back."I wasn't used to hearing Nicholas Walton agree. It was... weird. But satisfying.He t

Regina's POVI couldn't breathe.The moment I saw the video on Nicholas's phone, everything around me blurred. The hallway, the murmurs, even his voice faded out.Just me and the screen. And the gut-punch of betrayal threatening to drag me under.He lowered the phone. "Regina, I swear to you—it's not what you think."I blinked at him, once. "Then explain it."Nicholas looked torn and he hesitated, "Wrong move." I growled. My heels clicked hard against the marble as I turned and walked—no, stormed—toward the exit. I didn't care who saw. Let them whisper. Let them have their scandal. Again.He caught up to me at the parking lot. "Regina, listen—Geneva was over a year ago. It was before I even met you."I froze. "Then why lie about it? Why hide it?""I wasn't hiding anything," he said, exasperated. "That video's edited. Whoever sent it wants to break us apart."I stared at him. My voice was ice. "And why would someone have a video of you half-naked in a hotel room in Geneva to begin wit

Regina's POV The office buzzed with energy, but none of it reached me.I sat at my desk, staring blankly at my screen, pretending to read an email I'd opened five times already. My heart was still racing from the boardroom ambush. Mary had come in swinging with half-truths and sugar-coated insults, and Nicholas... he just sat there."What the fuck..." I thought in my mind. This pure silence was deafening!I wasn't expecting a sword fight on my behalf, but damn. A word? A glance? Anything!?Instead, he nodded at the end of Mary's little performance and moved on like I was invisible. Like the dagger hadn't landed.I bit my lip, forcing down the heat in my chest. This wasn't about emotions. It was about power.And I was done giving mine away."Regina," a voice called from behind me.I turned to see Jenna approaching, her expression unreadable."Hey," I said, trying to sound normal."Got a minute?" she asked, already walking toward the break room.I followed, tension knotting in my stoma

Regina's POV The office felt heavier than usual, like the air itself was thick with tension. I noticed the stares the moment I walked in. Some eyes were curious, some cold, and some downright hostile. Mary, of course, gave me that smirk—like she was waiting for me to slip up. She was patient, dangerous.I buried my head in my work, trying to focus. But my nerves betrayed me. That mistake on the finance report... it wasn't huge, but it was bad enough to almost cost us a major client deal. I spotted it just in time, fingers shaking as I recalculated everything. I fixed the numbers, rechecked, triple-checked. It was right now. But the thought that I could have blown this made my stomach twist.Mary's victory smirk got worse as the day went on. She whispered to colleagues, and I caught her saying, "Guess Regina's not as perfect as she thinks." Perfect? I never claimed to be. But I was damn good at my job.At lunch, I caught a glimpse of Kimberly across the room, her lips curled into a sl