Novel & Cerita The Billionaire's Regret Novel Victoria

Meanwhile, in a quiet café in the city, Evelyn and Victoria were facing each other. Tears streamed down Evelyn's face. She looked like a woman stripped of all pride, repeating apologies as if each word were a weight she was finally lifting from her shoulders. “I never imagined that the truth would come out... much less that Fernanda would leave like that.” Her voice broke. “What I did to her still eats away at me today. I... I no longer have the right to flaunt Mrs. Lewis's fortune or position. All that remains is guilt... and regret.” Victoria watched her silently, serenely. That burden did not belong to her. For her, the past of previous generations was nothing more than a shadow that was

The Billionaire’s Collateral Husband Chapter 63 PAUL VICTORIA woke up with a package outside his window. He cannot believe his eyes because why be a package on here? He scratches his head when taking it with him. “This mansion has so many mysterious things going on….” he murmured as he opened the package. His eyes feast on a pile of money with a signature of Butler Robert. He would likely faint after seeing the man, who makes his bones stretch last night, gives him money again.

’ Even if I died today, it doesn't mean that Ace Kings would love me or even be remorseful about what he did. Every day, it was a struggle to get out of bed and face the world outside these four walls. I spent hours wallowing in self-pity, replaying every moment leading up to my decision to leave Ace. ‘Does he even feel bad that I left??’ ‘Was that how much he hated me?’ ‘Not to even give a fuck about where I am, or how I was doing even though he knew that I had no one else but him.’ ‘Are all billionaires assholes? Or I just happened to be unfortunate and married the only asshole that exists among them?’

How could she foolishly fall for him. Maria's legs gave way, and she fell to her knees, her body wracked with sobs. She felt like her heart had been ripped out, her soul shattered into a million pieces. The sound of the door closing behind Alejandro and his mistress echoed through the empty house, a stark reminder of her newfound solitude.

"Welcome to the team, Elena. Let's make history together. As I gazed around Daniel's opulent office, I couldn't help but feel a sense of awe. The high ceilings, marble floors, and stunning city views were a far cry from the humble surroundings I was used to. I had no idea Daniel was wealthy, but it made sense given his confident and self-assured demeanor. I straightened my shoulders, determination coursing through my veins. I was ready to leave my past behind and start anew. No longer would I be the vulnerable, timid person Alex had exploited. I was strong, capable, and ready to take on the world.

she made a satisfying sound and continues eating. Santiago thinks about what she said and is sad that she and her family had to go through that painful stage. He cannot imagine losing all the companies he has been managing for some years now. It might be handed over to him by his dad in a platter of gold but he did work hard to bring more glory and money for the company. It will be devastating if that happens. “Have you sought ways to get it back?” he asked sounding serious. Joan looked at him and saw how interested he looked when he asked, a ray of hope grew in her heart but she tried not to dwell on it.

7 Billion Net Worth. Bella froze, her hand still gripping his cock. “Lucian… you’re a billionaire?” She climbed off him quickly, snatching the sheet to cover herself. Her eyes widened further as she noticed the date and headlines. “And you were supposed to get married today? Who the hell is Victoria?” Panic surged through her. She scrambled off the bed, grabbing her ruined wedding gown from the floor and clutching it against her body. “This is too much. I need to go home.

PENELOPE "What did you do." I asked Adrian after he had hung up seconds ago. Adrian looked at me from across the roof of the car. "Penelope..." "What did you do," I said again. "I resigned this morning." "Adrian." My voice came out low. "Cheng Capital is worth four billion pounds." "Three point eight." he corrected. "Does it matter?" "I transferred interest to a charitable foundation. I retain a position." "Why," I asked.

“Then we fight. You think I’m going to let some billionaire take your babies away? Not on my watch. We’ll get the best lawyers in Seattle. We’ll build a case. We’ll make sure he can’t touch you or them.” But Sophia wasn’t sure. Alexander had money, power, connections. He could make things disappear with just a phone call. She’d seen him do it – a competitor who’d tried to undercut Cross Industries, a journalist who’d dug too deep into his family’s past. They’d vanished from New York overnight, like they’d never existed at all.

Something that showed he was finally seeing me the way I needed him to. But seeing it around Isabella's throat made me want to rip it off and throw it in her face. He'd been thinking about her. Even while taking me shopping, even while supposedly rewarding me for my excellent work, he'd been buying jewelry for his pathetic wife. The humiliation of it burned. But I had a better plan than giving in to my rage. I smoothed down my red dress, plastered on my most charming smile, and picked up two glasses of champagne from a passing server's tray. Then I made my way through the crowd toward where Victoria Styles stood near the buffet table, holding court with several of the city's most prominent s