Mr Billionaires Regret Novels & Stories

I query, losing the appetite to drink and drown my misery after seeing hers. Oasis meets my gaze and smiles. But the smile doesn’t reach her eyes. “Long story.” She shrugs. “But I do regret not being of help when you sought it then. I truly do. I’m not angry anymore either. My life would’ve gone to shit anyways with Lupin group losing thousands of their money and workers everyday.” That’s new. I haven’t heard a thing about the company in a while. It’s probably because we’ve been too busy trying to get it back that we forgot it’s even there in the first place.

Caleb roared suddenly, slamming his hand against the leather armrest. The violence of his reaction caught me completely off guard. I froze, staring at him as he ran both hands through his hair, dragging them down his face in sheer agony. "I was twenty-four, Scarlett," Caleb said, his voice dropping to a harsh, desperate whisper. "My father’s business didn't just fail—he left behind millions in debt to dangerous, powerful people who didn't care about legal boundaries. When he died, those debts fell directly onto my shoulders." My breath caught in my throat. My heart stuttered a beat. *His father’s debts?*

And he had been the person who made that freedom necessary. "Delete the photograph from the project correspondence," he said. "I wasn't planning to include it." "Then leave it alone." Mira collected the folder. At the door, she paused. "Mr. Ives?" He turned. "You don't have to punish yourself every time you see her moving forward." Calder gave a humourless smile. "Is that what you think I'm doing?" "I think you're still learning the difference between regret and responsibility." She left before he could answer.

I wanted to run, to disappear, but my body moved slowly, as though caught in invisible chains. The phone on the nightstand lit up, its screen flashing with alerts. At first, I ignored it. I did not want to know. I did not want to see. But curiosity, cruel and relentless, pulled me toward it. My fingers curled around the device, and with a single swipe the headlines bloomed before my eyes. And I broke all over again. Gold Digger or Mistress? Socialite’s New Life Sparks Outrage. From Divorce to Disaster: Ava Reynolds Clings to Another Powerful Man.

Miley's voice quivered as she cleared her throat, "Greg, I am deeply sorry about what happened between us," she started. "There was so much I needed to tell you, but I was mostly ashamed of myself." A heavy silence hung in the air as Greg remained stoic, prompting Miley to continue, "I was the only child of my parents. My father was a billionaire, and everything was rosy for my family and me until he was arrested for tax evasion. He was billed about two hundred billion dollars," Miley said, her voice cracking with the weight of her past.

"The first clause doesn't happen, so the second one doesn't need me to answer anymore." Megan dejectedly flicked my forehead. “You're such a blessed person that you don't know how to enjoy it. Your husband is both handsome and has a better figure than a male model. Furthermore, he is also the youngest billionaire in our nation. Men like him are not inferior to anyone, yet you keep your cold attitude like this! In the future, maybe you will lose him. Till that day, don't cry with me." I gently stirred the coffee, "That day will never happen."

I shut my eyes and take a deep breath. This is just about one of the things about being a celebrity that I deeply regret most in my life. Well, it is the only thing though. I don't regret having achieved what I have achieved today. But the fact that when you get to that level, your business automatically becomes everybody's business and everyone is focused on your daily life. I mean, I seriously cannot take that.

Robin’s irritation came through her sharp tone. “Robin, I’m sorry for not realizing this sooner so I could have saved us both the pain and heartache.” “Whatever.” “Have a good life.” “You can bet I will. You’re not the only billionaire I know. I’ll find someone who is better than you.” She hung up. Billionaire? Brooke sucked in a fast breath. Justin had mentioned he was rich, but… a billionaire? Her first instinct was to get angry and hateful. Once again, she discovered another secret that he withheld. What else had he lied about?

Reggie had sent him a message that he had a surprise for him, which he would tell him about when he returned, and he was anxious. Unfortunately, Reggie never came back because he died on his way and he later found out from his secretary that he wanted to gift Mr. Wright, Mr. Patrick, and him a small amount of share. From then, he regretted trusting Mr. Wright, but it was too late, Reggie was dead then. “I don't care if she achieves a lot, but I want to see her out.” Mr. Patrick said coldly. “Mr. Patrick, I hope you don't regret trusting Mr. Wright like I did,” Mr. Jack said, shaking his head.

RUTH sat sadly on the edge of the bed, feeling the sorrow crossing from Lush's eyes to her, now enveloping her entire being. Lush Miguel's as a great grandchild is exceptionally kind, a loving individual, despite being the heir to immense wealth. It's delightful that despite his status, he remains so kind and humble. The parents who raised a billionaire like her boss are truly admirable. Then there's her – a poor girl used and taken advantage of him for money. She didn't want to dwell on it, but Baron once mentioned that he had a father who harbored anger and never acknowledged him. Baron had a different heart from Lush.