All Chapters of The Billionaire's Regret: Chapter 211 - Chapter 216

Zoe stepped past Zenna without waiting for an official invitation, then stopped in the doorway with both hands on her hips. Her soft green dress was still perfectly neat, her little crescent-shaped bag hung exactly where it should against her side, and her chin lifted slightly as though she were deciding whether the penthouse was good enough to deserve her presence.“The hallway is long,” she said. “If we’re not allowed to race, why is it long?”“For walking,” Sebastian said.Zoe looked at him with pity. “That’s boring, Uncle.”Kenzo elbowed Kael. “She’s starting.”“I haven’t started,” Zoe said.“You’ve talked a lot,” Kael replied.“I’ve only talked twice.”“That’s a lot,” Kenzo said.Zoe rolled her eyes with a dramatic motion she had clearly learned from someone at home. Probably Krystal.“I’m not loud,” she said. “You just can’t listen fast enough.”“That doesn’t make sense,” Ash said.Zoe ignored him and looked over Sebastian’s shoulder into the penthouse. “Where’s the living room?

By late afternoon, the kingdom had finally collapsed.Zenna simply checked the time, announced that all the children had to leave before their parents sent helicopters, then started gathering bags, cardigans, remote-control cars, one shoe that had somehow ended up under the dining table, and Zoe, who refused to take off the crown because, according to her, “A Queen can’t go home without her head.”The five children left with enough noise to make the penthouse feel strange when the private elevator doors finally closed.The silence fell all at once.Not complete silence, of course. There was still one small child who had survived the sugar invasion and was now paying for her sins.Poppy had already taken a bath. Her long hair was still damp and combed back, though her bangs had fallen over her forehead again in less than three minutes. She wore pale yellow pajamas covered in strawberries, mismatched socks because apparently life was too short for consistency, and her chubby body was se

The door closed behind Adrian with a soft sound.Nothing dramatic. No slamming, no angry footsteps, no final sentence sharp enough to replay in nightmares. Just the quiet click of the electronic lock, and then the penthouse was holding the three of us again.Or four, if we counted Bunny, who legally might outrank me now.I stood near the kitchen for a few seconds, staring at the door until my reflection appeared faintly across its surface. My hair was starting to come loose, my thin sweater was wrinkled around the waist, and my face looked like someone had just handed me an emotional bill without an itemized breakdown.Well.I had always loved surprises with no return policy.“She’s asleep.” Sebastian’s voice came from the living room.I turned.Poppy was asleep in his arms.Not half-asleep enough to wake up at the word cake. Fully asleep. Her small mouth hung slightly open, her cheek pressed against Sebastian’s chest, one chubby arm wrapped around his neck, while Bunny was wedged bet