Novel & Cerita The Billionaire's Regret Harriet And Damien

“Is Miss Hart living in your mansion under contract? That last question changed everything. Damien’s eyes became deadly. Because somebody inside his company leaked information again. The realization darkened his entire expression. And suddenly— The billionaire stopped protecting himself. Damien looked directly into the cameras. Then calmly said the one thing nobody expected. “She is not temporary.” Silence crashed over the room instantly. Every reporter froze. Every camera focused entirely on him. And Damien? Damien looked straight ahead with terrifying certainty. Then announced— “She will become my wife.”

“But you tense up every time I mention the past. Why is that, Elena? What are you carrying that makes you look at me like I’m the villain in your story?” “I look at you like that because you are a villain to a lot of people,” I replied, forcing a small laugh. “You don’t exactly have a reputation for being gentle. Tell me, Damien, do you ever regret the deals that destroyed families? Or is it all just collateral damage in your rise to the top?” He didn’t flinch. “I regret not seeing the trap sooner. Someone used me as a scapegoat. The Hart collapse, the others—there was more going on behind the scenes. I’ve been trying to prove it.”

A whimper escaped his lips, and nodding his head frantically, he grabbed her hands which were opposite his and squeezed gently, basking in her affirmative positive words. His mother continued to rub at his shoulders, and as the train moved stealthily to Seattle, Christian closed his eyes slowly, as different feelings overwhelmed him. ……. DINAH’S POV “I can’t believe you’re just going to leave like this.” Tessa said shockingly, but Dinah wasn’t paying any heed as she continued to pack her things. There was so much excitement bubbling up from underneath her, and she couldn’t contain it at all. She was the long lost daughter of a billionaire, and this she had known through Mrs Patrick, the matr

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.

Axel wasn't wrong about the possibility of his father deciding to meet up with them personally but there could have been a better approach than just coming for me like that. Heading to her to meet her family, it wasn't going to be a friendly conversation. I hated to feel cheated, and looking back that was exactly how I felt we were straight-up cheated by those fucking fools. No way was going to happen and the public kept calling us evil. “This is the location” he said as the car came to a stop in front of a really big house. They went bankrupt but managed to keep their property, which was somewhat impressive if anything. I walked through the gate and the filthy security tried to stop me from

It looked like a lie that everyone wanted to believe. My phone buzzed on the counter. An unknown number. I ignored it, but a second later, a text popped up. Mark: Carrie? Is that really you? I saw you at the gala. I couldn't believe my eyes. We need to talk. I think there's been a massive misunderstanding about our divorce. Call me. I felt a cold, jagged laugh bubble up in my throat. A misunderstanding? He had watched me get thrown into the rain two years ago. Now that I was the woman on the arm of a billionaire, he wanted to talk. I deleted the message and blocked the number.

Damien said, and he looked at her for a long moment before saying anything else, long enough that even Margaret seemed to understand, somewhere underneath the performance, that whatever she said next was not going to land the way she wanted. "It is worth exactly nothing to me right now, given that the last time I trusted this household to look after her, I watched her go over a railing three floors up." "That is unfair," Margaret said. "It is accurate," Damien said. "They are two different things,so stop confusing the two before I lose my patience with this conversation." He turned to the doctor instead of arguing with her further, and the way he simply removed his attention from Margaret, l

I'd only heard of the Rupert Corporation in passing. The little I'd heard was enough. Within the past seven years it has become one of the fastest growing companies, earning multibillionaire status and being on the same level as elite companies including Landon Cooperation. And it all belonged to him. Damien, a billionaire. It took everything in me to not collapse at the moment. The man representing Damien smiled again, seeming to enjoy my shock and discomfort. “As I was saying, Mr. Woods has ordered the evacuation of all residents of the mansion. We've wasted enough time already haven't we?”

Damien seemed to be making a bigger effort to talk about her, “one of the most successful women in these businesses.” Suddenly just comments on the announcement he had given. No one could believe what they had heard. Soon Damien was going to settle down and have a family. It was such a pity to all the women out there who dreamed of being the one for Damien Slimth. “Can you give us the name of the fortune woman who’s marrying you, Mr. Slimth?” One of the reporters dared to ask even so Damien said he had no intention of answering every single question. Damien sighed while a memory came to his mind.

His blue eyes met mine and he suddenly let go of Stephen. - There's no more business between the Imperium group and Álvares. - Damien turned his attention to Stephen. - And I'm sorry that your father has to see his entire life estate destroyed by his only irresponsible son. But it will be good for you to learn to value what you had. - You're going to undo the deal for a slut? - Stephen spat. I couldn't be quick and Damien threw another punch at Stephen's mouth and he groaned in pain. - I don't make deals with assholes. And I don't want to hear you say her name again. I also hope those photos are the last ones, because I don't think you'll be able to pay any compensation now that you've lost