Mr Billionaires Regret Novels & Stories

“Every record. Every payment. Every letter. If my father buried this, I want it dug up.” Grace closed the door behind her and came fully into the room. She looked older in that moment, as if the weight of an old secret had settled back onto her shoulders. “Your father handled it privately. There was a woman. She worked in one of the regional offices. She claimed she had given birth to his child and demanded recognition and support. He denied paternity. The matter was settled with a large payment and a signed agreement that she would never contact the family again. Margaret Hale took the money and disappeared. We were told the claim was false. We chose to believe it.”

he replied. "Our anniversary is on Saturday," I said. Something shifted in his expression. It wasn't guilt exactly, more like he was recalibrating. It was the look he had when his meeting had gone sideways, and he needed to manage the fallout. "I will make it up to you," he said. "This deal closes by the end of the month, and then I'm..." "You said that about the Monaco deal, " I said, setting my coffee down. "The Henderson merger and now the..." I pressed my lips together. "Never mind."

Nathaniel let out a light laugh. “Miles was just dumped by his girlfriend who even made him bankrupt. That girl even cheated on him with a rich businessman, so he only said that she died because he’s still angry about it.” Nicole was speechless. ‘How ruthless!’ Ferguson Corporation. The people inside the meeting room trembled as they listened to the reports from the department heads. They were all afraid that President Ferguson would be dissatisfied and make an example out of them.

“I can’t keep calm Dinah. You come home with some talk about being the long lost daughter of a billionaire, and without even allowing me to assimilate and comprehend what you’ve just said, you’re already packing up. You are leaving me Dinah, you’re leaving us and…” “And what?” She asked, heaving slightly as she turned to face Tessa. “This is not fair at all. I’m happy for you, but are you sure that…” “If you’re happy for me, then you would be assisting me not shouting at me. Oh goodness! What do you even expect me to do or say? You want me to believe that my newfound fortune is not true, and now I know the kind of person you are. You of all people know how bad I’ve been having it these past

Mr Williams spoke softly this time around, shaking his head. "Well i already did, and now I'm left with only regrets." Mabel burst into uncontrollable tears, sniffing back some and wiping off some. Mr Williams sighed, stood up from his seat, walked over to where his first child was seated and pats her back, shocking not just Mrs Williams but the rest of the family. "Now you have decided to go for your own happiness, so let go of your regret and continue in the part you have set for yourself, your mother and I would be here to help you out.. when needed."

I suggested then suddenly remember something, I smiled out. “Anyways, I still have a date with Camille, I have to get that before hating on her, hehe,” I whispered and I could feel Mike shaking his head behind, ‘typically a lover man’ “Sir?” Mike suddenly called and I turned. “There’s no movement until next week due to the campaign of the new president,” Mike suddenly announced and I widened my eyes. “W-what? Fuck!” Mike shrugs his shoulders, “Maybe this is a sign…not to go back to Ms. Camille,” I heard Mike mumbled under his breathe but I heard him.

I had told myself I was prepared for this, that I was ready to confront him, to demand answers, but I hadn’t been ready for the coldness, the utter certainty with which he cut me out of his life as though I had never been anything at all. Still, I refused to let him see me break. I tightened my hands into fists, nails digging into my palms until the sting steadied me, and forced the words out through clenched teeth. “You’ll regret this,” I whispered, low but seething. “You’ll regret humiliating me. You’ll regret choosing her.” His gaze didn’t soften, didn’t flicker. “The only regret I’ll ever have,” he said evenly, “is not having Maddie and my children in my life sooner. Nothing you do, Mich

The corner of his mouth trembled slightly, revealing the truth behind his regret. " Haha! Your mother was the one who controlled everything. Seems like she knew this one would follow her footsteps and make everyone's life harder!" " You still hate my mother." Mr Bakers chuckled bitterly, shaking his head as if trying to shake off an old memory. " Everyone does!" " Yeah. So, are you sure that billionaire will come? Don't you think it's suspicious that a billionaire suddenly wants to invest such a large amount of money in our business?" He asked, sipping his wine in slow motion, eyes darting across the hall.

Her name was only mentioned when tied to legal matters and scandal roundups. She had become exactly what she feared. Irrelevant. Useless. She opened her last email account and typed a message. Not to Liam,not to Lucas,but to someone who no one expected. To:editor@newsexpose.com “I have a story to sell about a billionaire who ruined me and the woman he is still in love with.” She pressed send. She leaned back on the chair,clearly relaxed while waiting for a reply. If she couldn't be admired then she'll make sure they were questioned.

His life—once perfectly structured and enviable—suddenly felt meaningless. The mansion that once symbolized prestige now felt like a prison. Every corner echoed with ghosts—his mother’s absence, his father’s deceit, and Zara’s broken trust. For the first time in years, Regan Kareem felt something he never thought he would—regret. He picked up his phone again, opened Zara’s chat, and typed: “I’ll fix this. Somehow.” But again, his thumb hovered over the send button, and he sighed. He locked the phone and placed it face-down on the table. The screen went dark—just like the space growing inside him.