Lahat ng Kabanata ng His Biggest Regret Was Me: Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

The grand hall of Aethel Corp was shrouded in a cold magnificence. That evening, hundreds of crystal chandeliers reflected their dazzling light off the silk gowns and tailored designer suits worn by the world's most influential business leaders. Massive LED screens lined the walls, showcasing Aethel Corp's latest product—a revolutionary herbal weight-loss line poised to shake the international market. In the farthest corner of the last row, two men dressed in jet-black suits stood quietly among the sea of distinguished guests.Charlie Vane drew a short, heavy breath, his hand gripping a glass of champagne he had no intention of drinking. He lowered his head, staring at his polished leather shoes before glancing around the hall. He looked impeccably dressed tonight, yet he knew this suit was no longer a bespoke haute couture masterpiece commissioned from his private tailor in Milan during his days as the chairman of Capital. A sudden wave of insecurity crept into his heart, suffocating

The atmosphere inside the study of Elena's private mansion was unbearably tense. Elena stood by the window with her arms folded across her chest, her sharp gaze fixed on the front courtyard, where a limited-edition black sports car was still secured atop a tow truck. Standing before her, Aria lowered her head, clutching her work tablet with fingers that trembled ever so slightly."Aria," Elena's voice broke the silence, clear yet carrying an unmistakable note of absolute authority. "Find out who sent that unnamed gray velvet gift box. I don't want to hear any excuses. By the end of today, I want to know who had the audacity to send an anonymous gift to my son's birthday party."Aria suddenly felt her throat go dry. Her heart pounded, knowing full well that the box had come from Ray, which meant it had been handcrafted by Charlie himself. However, as a professional assistant, all she could do was nod obediently."Yes, Madam. I'll review the guest manifest and the surveillance footage f

"Ray, it seems... all of my efforts to rebuild my life will end up being in vain. Leo doesn't need me in his life anymore," Charlie said, his voice muffled by the black mask covering his face, hoarse, trembling, and filled with despair.When it came to business, Charlie was a ruthless wolf. But when it came to his little son, he was nothing more than an incredibly fragile man. His heart felt as though it were being sliced apart, unable to accept the sight of the growing closeness between William Vanguard and Leo unfolding right before his own eyes.Meanwhile, several dozen meters away in the playground, William had just set Leo down from his arms. The little boy suddenly stopped walking. Tilting his head upward, he looked at one of the four broad-shouldered men standing guard nearby."Uncle, where's my toy ship?" Leo asked in the high-pitched voice typical of a young child."Ah, my apologies, Young Master. I accidentally left it on the back seat of the car," the bodyguard replied poli

Stevani Vanguard offered a faint smile and nodded in understanding after studying Charlie with a probing gaze. "My apologies, Mr. Vane. Perhaps I've mistaken you for someone else. Your face simply reminds me of someone from the international stock market."Charlie returned her gaze with a calm, courteous smile. "The world is full of look-alikes, Mrs. Stevani. I'll take that as a compliment.""Of course." Stevani rose to her feet and extended her hand. "I hope this partnership will be long-lasting and mutually rewarding. I'll be holding you to your word regarding distribution efficiency.""We won't disappoint the Vanguard Group," Charlie replied firmly as he shook her hand.After seeing Stevani out of the office, Ray immediately approached him."Mr. Vane, tomorrow I'll call the contractor to begin constructing the new warehouse on the lot you purchased yesterday. The shipment volume from the Vanguard clan will be enormous."Charlie gave a slight nod, the traces of exhaustion beginning

Altair Logistics' entire operation suddenly ground to a halt under its owner's hands. Charlie ignored the towering stack of contract documents on his desk and instructed Ray to represent him at every important meeting with new clients throughout the week. His entire world had narrowed dramatically, revolving around a single mission: finishing the large traditional oak wooden ship for Leo.Inside his private, enclosed materials workshop, Charlie stood with his shirt sleeves rolled up to his elbows. His eyes burned with determination as he stared at the stack of premium-quality oak timber that had arrived earlier that afternoon.Without wasting another second, Charlie got to work. The rhythmic sound of his hand plane echoed through the workshop as it shaved away the rough surfaces, transforming them into smooth wooden planks. With the precision of a true craftsman, he joined each section of the hull one by one, tightened every joint securely, then patiently sanded every inch of the surf