Novel & Cerita The Billionaire's Lost Love Revival

“Don’t tell me you plan to stay single forever.” “Romance isn’t on my agenda.” The truth was deeper than that. I wasn’t only uninterested—I was afraid. Falling once had cost me everything. I wasn’t sure I’d survive it again. Soon, I spotted the host, Mr. Clayborne, the CEO of a top finance company and chairman of the charity organization behind tonight’s event. “Mr. Clayborne,” I greeted, shaking his hand. “Ah, Ms. Brooks! I’m so glad you made it. This year’s gala owes its success to your generosity,” he said warmly.

The entire ballroom went dead silent. Cameron stared at Nyla like she had just asked him to fly to the moon. "I am sorry, what did you just say?" "I need to borrow ten billion dollars from you," Nyla repeated clearly. Her voice carried across the silent room. "I can pay you back with one hundred percent interest in exactly one year. That means you get twenty billion total." Cameron's expression shifted from shock to something more calculating. His eyes narrowed as he studied her face. "Do I know you?"

I said, though my voice sounded weak, even to myself. “Am I?” she mocked. “Maybe you should ask him yourself. Oh wait—you can’t. Because you’re no longer his wife. You’re just… his past.” Tears burned behind my eyes, but I bit down hard on my lip, refusing to let her hear me cry. I couldn’t take it anymore, so I hung up on her. The line went dead. Silence rushed in, heavy and suffocating. My heart broke all over again. How could he? After everything… after I had loved him so much.

She wanted the pain in her head to be louder than the pain in her heart. She had lost everything. Her marriage. Her freedom. Her son. Her future. Her mother’s love. All of it was gone. *** At the other side, Washington D.C. felt different from Boston. Kelvin walked beside Clarita. He wore a well-fitting suit. He was clean, healed, and strong again. They entered a grand hotel for a private auction where billionaires traded in rare things: precious stones, gold bars, ancient art. Clarita guided Kelvin to a quiet corner. “See that man?” she whispered. “He owns diamond mines. That woman over there? She buys entire gold reserves from small countries.”

“They are safe. For now.” He walked closer. “I built all of this,” he said. “The marriages. The lies. The fights. Everything. I wanted to create something that would last. Something that would give our family real power. Not money. Not companies. Real control.” He looked at me. “But you kept breaking it. You kept choosing love over power. So I had to fix it.” He stopped in front of us. “Now you have one last chance,” he said. “Join me. Help me finish what I started. Or lose everything.”

“It’s about protecting his assets. The family wants to make sure the fortune stays in the right hands.” I looked at Damian, watching the hurt and doubt flicker across his face. “Is that true?” he asked. I nodded, blinking back tears. “They’re scared of losing everything. But I’m not going to let them win.” The room felt like it was closing in on us, suffocating and cold. I reached for Damian’s hand again, hoping he could feel my fight. “Damian,” I whispered, “we have to fight. Together.” Before he could answer, the door slammed open.

"Would you have dropped your empire and your power plays to play house with the girl you paid for one night?" His face tightened. "Don't." The old bitterness flared up like it had been waiting years for this. "I raised him," I went on, my voice rising. "I held him through every fever. Every night terror. Every goddamn moment. I was there. Not you." He closed his eyes, and for a second, the billionaire mask cracked. "I'm not here to fight you," he said quietly. "I'm here for him. Whatever Eddie needs, I'll do it. I swear to God, Lisa."

“Men are cheap. Instead of their own, they splurge on other women. Director, don’t you know that you can’t buy love with money?” “How much does your love cost?” he snapped back, “Is it worth 200 million?” She was truly an interesting woman to him. She threw pieces of the torn check to his face. “True love is priceless,” she answered. Pausing for a bit, she pointed a finger resolutely to his chest. “If you really want it… then use this to exchange for it!” He was stunned for a moment. She took this chance to push him away, open the car door, and jump off the speeding extended Bentley!

affection he had for me. What if I explained everything to him now? No, he would not want to marry me again, I would only be left with the option of returning his money. I had no choice than to marry him even though I never loved him. I had to go against my promise to be man-free for the rest of my life. I had to save my father's company. I needed that throne of CHIEF EXECUTIVE OFFICER so that I could take my revenge on Michael and that bitch of his.

she tapped and held my shoulder, which made me smile at her. “Thank you, Mom. If it wasn’t for you, I’m not here.” Hugging her made her chuckle a little. “So, are you coming with me? It’s just an invitation from one of the known billionaires here,” I sighed and nodded. I still have no plan of coming, but then I just can’t disappoint her. “I will. I also want to know who that billionaire is,” I laughed. It also made me curious why she was giving her time to attend that engagement party.