All Chapters of MR BILLIONAIRE’S REGRET: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

~SIERRA~His voice was barely loud, but I could hear him. Gosh, why was I feeling pity for him when he was a criminal? He deserved to be here; this is what is supposed to happen to him. Well, I guess the fact that he was the father of my children made me feel this for him. “You can't be here; please, you need to be with our kids,” he got off the bed and came close to me. I cleared my throat, trying to find my strongest self, as I knew I could just stutter if I didn't first carefully think, “Sierra, I...”“How are you?” I sidestepped him, he looked shocked as he didn't respond. I could tell he was not expecting me to greet him, “Damian.”"Sierra, please, you…you need to be with the kids, you can't leave them.“I know, but I need answers, Damian. I need to know if you really killed Cassie.”“Sierra.” He avoided my eyes by looking down. “They found her dead in my house; I was about to dump her body; isn't that proof enough?”“No,” I firmly said, and he looked at me confused. I don't know

~SIERRA~I felt like the car wasn't fast enough, so I asked my driver to speed up, and he did. I couldn't wait to reach the company and face Ethan. Taking Damian's position was one thing, but speaking dirt on his name, wow, he must have something against Damian. I mean, everyone will now believe him because he is Damian's friend, and who knows you better than a friend? And they don't know that Ethan is a fake friend.The driver alerted me that we had arrived. I told him to wait in the car, then ran straight inside, ignoring the employee's eyes. I didn't even bother to check in with the receptionist as I went straight to Damian's office, as I was sure Ethan was there.“Sierra?” Ethan looked shocked to see me. He seemed to be on a call as he pointed at his ear, clearly asking me to wait.“I don't have the whole day. I know you tricked Damian into signing the contract, and if someone should be arrested, then it's you.” He quickly ended the call and stood up. The receptionist had arrived

~SIERRA~I didn't respond. I steadfastly calmed myself. Yes, Damian disrespected me; he didn't care that I was pregnant, but he was making up for it, and it was not like I was getting back with him. I didn't expect him to love me; he loved my children. Going to jail without defending himself just so they could be safe was enough to prove it.“You should never let him walk on you like that, this is time to get your revenge; get on my side, and let's make sure he remains there together,” he said. I only stared at him, understanding the pain he went through, but I didn't think Damian deserved his wrath; he didn't know about his father's mistake, and no child should be punished for their parent's mistake; that was just so wrong. “Sierra?”“He didn't know anything, Ethan,” I said, and his lips tightened into a smile, clearly making fun of me. “You have to forgive your brother, he's innocent,” I added, and he burst into laughter as if I had said the funniest thing ever.“Forgive him? Do you

~SIERRA~“What are you going to do?” James asked, and I shook my head as I couldn't tell him. I then walked towards the door. I bumped into the waitress who had a tray of our food. I apologized as I had to leave and told her he would pay as I didn't come with money. Then, when I reached out, I got in the passenger's seat and instructed my driver to drive straight to the detective's apartment. He gave me his address in case I called him and he wasn't with his phone.We were now in front of the detective's apartment. I took out my phone and dialed his number; he seemed to be asleep as he picked up the fourth ring, which was unlike him. “I'm outside your apartment; I need to speak to Damian now,” I said, and he scoffed and ended the call without responding. Soon his apartment lights lit up, and he was already coming towards our car with his shirt in his hands.“Ms. Reid, do you know how dangerous this is?” He asked, and I nodded. My eyes were still on his apartment window. I wondered wh

~SIERRA~Oh my god, Damian killed my father to protect me. All this while I thought he killed my father for his selfish gains, but one thing didn’t make sense: Why did he protect me when I was just his substitute? “You didn’t love me, you always told me that, so why did you protect me?” I asked as I wanted the truth.“I did, Sierra; you were never just a substitute; I loved you.” My heart skipped a beat hearing him say that. I know it was not the first time he told me that the day he went to get the kids, but here it felt so real and it made me somehow happy; it’s like I’ve been waiting for it for years. “I don’t know when it happened, but it got to a point where I had to avoid you so I wouldn’t show it. I was raised by parents who didn’t believe in love.” Well, now mentioning his parents reminded me of Ethan, but I wanted to know how they didn’t believe in love if his mother asked him to get married. “Mom and Dad…their marriage was arranged by my great grandfather; Dad would sleep wi