MR. BILLIONAIRE'S REGRET; I WANT YOU BACK

SLUMBERLAND, IDAHO. 5:00pmLogan's Point Of View ~~Opulent chandeliers illuminated the grand dining room of the Michaelson's mansion. The entire family sat around the large table, which stretched for miles. Silence filled the air and the only sound that could be heard was the spoons clacking against their shiny porcelain surfaces. There were palatable cuisines topped on the table with fruits and expensive French wines.“So, Vivian, how was your stay in Australia? I heard you plan on establishing your fashion house here in the United States,” my mom inquired, breaking the solitude with her gaze settling on Vivian. Vivian beamed, feeling delightful. With a nod, she replied, “Yes, Mrs. Judith, I did have a lot of projects back in Australia, but I left it because of Logan..” Vivian held my hands which were on the table and I gulped down the lump in my throat. A tiny smile sprang on my face, but it vanished in an instant when my father's gaze met mine. Seeing Vivian here didn’t please

NEW YORK CITY–. MARINO EMPIRE.Logan’s Point Of View ~The grand elite auction would commence anytime from now. Alighting from my car, I glanced at my wristwatch to check the time. I will finally have the chance to meet the new CEO of the Imperial Company at this gathering today. I’ve approached them about partnering, but they haven’t accepted my offer. Given the excellent standing of my company and my stellar reputation, I anticipate that they will accept my offer right away. A forced grin tugged at my lips as I cast a glance at the gigantic Marino Empire which towered over the other buildings beside it. Parts of the building had gold plaster applied to them, and the walls were composed of sturdy glass. The courtyard was lined with posh, expensive cars, and there were uniformed guards stationed at strategic locations like statues. The entire place screamed wealth as only highly reputable people visited it..“Logan, you must get me that Hope diamond at the auction today. I’ve been c

Emily's POV“Okay honey. Take care,” Collin said, lowering his head to pester kisses on my forehead. I glimpsed Logan staring at us with a hint of jealousy in his eyes. My gaze traveled to Vivian's hands, which were entwined in Logan's arms, and a sly smile curled at my lips.What a douchebag couple!Collin tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear, his eyes hovering over my features.With a smile, he asked, “What of Carl? Haven't set my eyes on him today.” “He's at the babysitter's. I'll be picking him up as soon as I'm back.” I answered, and he nodded before releasing my hands to let me go.I shifted my gaze to Logan, whose eyes never left mine for a moment. Clutching my bag, I spun around and gave him a smile before leaving. My heels clacked on the tiles as I strolled outside and I could feel his burning gaze on my back.I nibbled my lower lips and checked the time when I sighted my limousine, which was parked at a far end beside the street. Taking a step further, I found myself b

Emily's POV“Can you get me those folders?” I inquired, pointing to some stacks of files on the mahogany table. Jade, my secretary, nodded before walking in the direction I suggested. She took the blue folder and handed it to me as I extracted some files from it. As I read through the page, I touched my chin with my fingers and crossed my knees on top of each other.I lifted my head to look at Jade, whose keen emerald eyes drilled into mine. She fiddled with her fingers, waiting for my response.“So within the space of three months, we have three job applications?” I asked, caressing my temples.“Yes ma'am. The first applicant is Mrs Smith from New Orleans. She has the passion for jewel making and she's made quite some amazing designs. I think she's interested in partnering with us.” Jade announced and I skimmed through her portfolio, taking note of her designs.I nodded impressively before keeping the papers aside. Placing my elbow on the table, I settled my chin on my clasped finge

Emily's POV“Who's the father of your child, Emily?” Logan asked again with a stoic expression on his face. Every color drained from my face and I gawked in disbelief at his audacity to ask about my son's father. He never cared to even listen to me when I was about to reveal the news of my pregnancy to him.Not just that, he was less bothered when he saw the blood on my thighs after Vivian pushed me. Instead of helping me, he went to her because he was so concerned about her.I would have had a miscarriage because of that incident but I was fortunate that my child survived. I recalled the emotional rollercoaster I had been on those years and I felt the corner of my eyes burn with tears.When I thought of how I was treated poorly those times, my quest and desire for vengeance rekindled.“Tell me, Emily. Who's the father of your son? Are you hiding something from me?” Logan asked, flicking his gaze between me and my son who was still engrossed in what he was watching in the car.He he