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9: LETTER FROM THE PAST
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The Billionaire’s Regret 148: IS THAT A YES?
ELARA’S POV I tried calling Jenna back, but of course, she doesn’t pick up. She spammed me with calls, yet now that I’m returning them, she’s ignoring me. Just great. I know it’s nothing urgent because I made sure to take care of anything that needed my attention before leaving the office. If it were important, she would have at least sent a text. The drive home is slow and quiet, the hum of the car engine the only sound accompanying me. By the time I pull up to the house, the sun has dipped below the horizon, leaving behind streaks of soft orange in the sky. As my car approaches the gate, I notice someone sitting outside, her back turned to me. I don’t need to get a closer look to know who it is. Jenna. But the real question is, why is she here? “Jenna?” I call out as I step out of my car. The last time she was here was months ago. Even though I’ve invited her over countless times, she always has an excuse, too busy, too tired, something came up. So Eventually, I stopped a
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The Billionaire’s Regret 145: SHES NOT COMING
NATE’S POV I stop in my tracks, my grip tightening around the coffee cup in my hand as my eyes find her. She’s standing near the entrance of a boutique, her lips curved into a smile, her head tilted slightly as she listens to the man beside her. I don’t recognize the guy. And yet, he’s standing too close. My jaw clenches as I take in the way she looks at him. not the way she used to look at me, but it’s enough to make my chest tighten with something tight and unwelcomed Her eyes still haven’t found mine and I’m trying my best to think straight but I can’t. Then the thought of the ring, the ignored messages. Did she mind someone new? Is that why she has been ignoring me? I force myself to look away, “Damn man why are you standing out-“ Marcus began. But pauses he probably He follows my gaze He whistles low. “Well, damn I thought you’re back together with el,” he mutters. “Didn’t know Elara was seeing someone.” “She’s not,” I say immediately, my voice colder than I in
The Billionaire’s Regret 144: WITH ANOTHER MAN.
ELARA’S POVJenna studies the card, reading halfway before glancing up at me.“Why would you tear it up?” she asks, her brows furrowing. “It’s for Hale Co.’s grand opening.”“I know… that’s why I tore it.” I shrug, leaning back in my chair.Jenna’s frown deepens. “Why won’t you go? We worked so hard on that project, it’s only right that we attend.”“Well… you can go in my place if you want to.” I keep my voice light, even though I know this is about more than just the project.As much as I’m proud of what we accomplished, the last thing I want is to deal with that event right now.Seeing Nate? That’s problematic.He brings nothing but drama, and I’m not about to start that whole couple acting mess all over again.My plan was simple, let the rumors die down.And I know that, in just a few weeks, the press will find something else to obsess over.They already have.If I show up at his event, I’ll be dragging myself right back into that cycle and I refuse to do that.Besides, Nate and I
The Billionaire’s Regret 143: I’M NOT GOING
ELARA’S POV “You got mail,” Jenna announces as she waltzes into my office, a cream colored envelope in hand. “Here.” She sets it down on my desk. “Thanks for bringing it,” I say dismissively, my focus still on the new design I’ve been working on. Jenna doesn’t leave. Instead, she crosses her arms and tilts her head. “You look different today.” I arch a brow. “Different?” “Yes.” She narrows her eyes, scrutinizing me as if I’ve suddenly grown a second head. I roll my eyes. “I don’t think there’s anything different about me, Jenna.” I don’t think there anything different I’m wearing my usual outfits and it’s not the first time I have my hair in a low bun. Plus I’m wearing my glasses today so if anything. I look exactly as I did. Taking a sip of my coffee, I grimace the moment the bitter liquid touches my tongue. Ugh. I knew I should’ve made it myself instead of asking Catherine to bring it in. Jenna’s gaze drops to my cup, and her eyes widen. “That cup, where did you get it?
