All Chapters of The Billionaire’s Regret: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Alexander led Victoria down the stairs and into the crowd with practiced ease, every step measured, every movement controlled.The moment they reached the dance floor, attention shifted.Not subtly.Not quietly.People noticed.Of course they did.Conversations dipped.Eyes followed.Whispers rose like a quiet current beneath the music.“That’s the CEO…”“That’s his wife…”“They look good together…”Alexander heard it all.Every word.Every tone.Every unnecessary observation floating through the room like background noise.But gossip wasn’t his mission tonight.Not even close.What did these people know?What did any of them understand about what stood behind appearances?About what was real and what was merely arranged?To them, this was simple.A powerful man and his beautiful wife dancing under golden lights.A perfect picture.A complete story.But Alexander knew better.Because perfection was often just presentation.And tonight.Tonight was not about presentation.Arriving at t

The moment Alexander’s speech ended, the tension in the room shifted.Not gone.Just… loosened.The crowd gathered at the foot of the stairs began to disperse, conversations slowly picking back up, laughter weaving its way into the soft music once again. The formality of the moment dissolved into something more relaxed, more fluid, as people drifted into smaller groups, toward drinks, toward food, toward whatever, or whoever, held their interest.Amelia exhaled quietly.She hadn’t realized she’d been holding her breath.“Come on,” Daniel murmured beside her, his voice low and warm.Before she could respond, he gently took her hand and began leading her away from the thinning crowd.She followed easily.Willingly.Because honestly.Anywhere was better than standing there, feeling the weight of a hundred unseen eyes and one very specific gaze she was trying very hard to ignore.They moved through the room, weaving past elegantly dressed guests and waiters balancing trays of drinks, unti

Without hesitating.not even for a second.Amelia smiled.“It would be my pleasure, Mr. Carter.”There was something soft in her voice.Something certain.Something that didn’t need to be questioned.She placed her hand in his, and just like that, he led her toward the dance floor.No rush.No pressure.Just a slow, steady pull that felt natural, like she had done this with him a hundred times before, even though she hadn’t.When they reached the center, Daniel’s hand found her waist again, firm but gentle, while his other hand held hers. Amelia rested her free hand lightly on his shoulder, her fingers barely brushing the fabric of his suit.And then.They moved.Slowly at first.Finding the rhythm.Letting the music guide them.Gliding across the floor like everyone else… but somehow, it felt different.To her, at least.Because Amelia.She felt it.That quiet, bubbling excitement deep in her chest.Like something inside her had come alive again.Her inner child practically bounced w

Looking at the reason she had been feeling watched all night, Amelia honestly didn’t know how to feel.Her emotions tangled together in ways she couldn’t fully separate.Confusion.Annoyance.Bitterness.Something unfinished.And maybe that was what frustrated her the most.Because she wanted to feel nothing.Absolutely nothing.But emotions were rarely that simple.Her gaze lingered for only a moment before shifting more carefully toward the woman dancing beside Alexander.Victoria.If she remembered correctly, that was her name.The same woman who had introduced herself politely the night Amelia attended their engagement.The memory returned so sharply it almost made her chest ache.That night.That humiliation.Standing there pretending she was fine while her entire world quietly shattered beneath her feet.A bitter feeling crept in.Not jealousy.No.That part had died long ago.This bitterness came from remembering how broken she had been.How deeply she had hurt.How she had cri

Alexander’s eyes drifted back toward the couple across the room again.Toward Amelia.Toward him.And instantly, the irritation he had been trying to suppress returned full force.Because no matter how much he tried to focus on the gala, on the guests, on business.His attention always found her again.Like it belonged there.Like it refused to stay away.His jaw tightened subtly as he replayed the earlier moment on the dance floor in his head.Amelia had seen him.He knew she had.In the middle of the dance, she had turned.And their eyes met.For those few seconds, the entire room disappeared.At least for him.But the problem was.He couldn’t read her expression.That was what bothered him most.There had been no softness there.No obvious anger either.Just… something distant.Something guarded.She had stared at him for only a few moments before turning away again.Back to Daniel.Back to smiling.Back to dancing like he didn’t matter.And then.As if to make it worse.She had wr