All Chapters of MR BILLIONAIRE'S REGRET: CHASING HIS IRRESISTIBLE WIFE: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

****Three years later**** "And the overall best graduating student and winner of this year's $100,000 scholarship grant is Arielle Meyers!" I gasped at the announcement, unable to believe the event anchor's words. It was not only after the hall erupted in applause, and people were glancing at me that I realized that it was indeed my name that was called. I stood up from my seat, my heart racing with excitement as I walked through the rows of seats, making my way up to the elevated podium. As I reached the stage, I was met with a warm smile by the organizer, who handed me the award and shook my hand. "Congratulations, Arielle!" I scanned the crowd, locking eyes with my mother and Ashley, who were grinning wildly. They had flown in the previous day to witness my graduation. I smiled back at them, my gaze shifting to my three-year-old son, Maverick, waving excitedly on the lap of his nanny. "Mommy's won!" I mouthed, waving at him. As I returned my gaze to the stage, Dwayne was st

(JARED'S POV)"Come on Sofia, we'll be late," I called out.It was a Sunday evening, and we were preparing to leave for my mum's place for dinner. Since the return of Sofia's parents, Mum had made it a ritual that we all had dinner with the Golds at her place every Sunday. As much as I would rather be anywhere but at dinner, I didn't have much of a choice. Mother doesn't take absence from what she called "a little family reunion," lightly.I glanced at my wristwatch when Sofia didn't emerge, deciding to give her a few more minutes. I don't know what her fuss about wearing makeup was about, it was just dinner. A few minutes later, she ascended the stairs. "How do I look?" She asked, striking a pose. Honestly, she looked stunning, but I was no longer swayed by her looks. "You look beautiful," I said, and quickly added, “Can we leave now?""Sure," she replied.We walked outside to the car, and I drove off. We arrived at my mother's place, and the moment we alighted from the car, Sofia

(Arielle’s POV)I was genuinely touched by his kind words, and tears welled up in my eyes in gratitude. Before I could stop myself, I was up on my feet, hugging him.""Dwayne," I whispered, my voice trembling.His arms wrapped around me, holding me close. " You don't have to thank me. These are what friends do for each other.”I returned to my seat after we disengaged from the hug. "What are your plans now? How do you go about your return to the country?"I took a deep breath, thinking about the logistics. "I'll call my mum and Ashley to inform them. It's been years, so I'll definitely need their help in settling down.""Alright, just let me know where I come in," Dwayne said, his voice gentle. "I'll make sure to be available to help in any way I can.""Thank you so much."He nodded and beckoned the waiter to come take our order. And the evening went blissfully afterward.As we finished our meal, he glanced at his watch. "Ready to go home, I'll drive you?""Yes, I'm ready," I replied

(JARED'S POV)After Sofia left, I managed to get hold of my phone and went online, my eyes scanning the numerous headlines."Billionaire caught drunk at a local bar," "High society's latest scandal." And with each headline, a picture of me half stumbling was attached. My chest twisted in growing anxiety as I scrolled through the articles.How did this get out? Who could have taken pictures of me without my knowledge and sold it to the media?Deciding that there was not the time to ask questions, I dialed Enzo's number, my PR expert."Enzo," I said, trying to sound calm."Sir I was just about to call you.""Have you seen the news?""Yes, sir. I'm on it already.""Make it go away, Enzo. Call all the platforms that have the news and ask them to take it down. I don't have to teach you your job, you know what to do.""Yes, sir."And with that, I dropped the call.I flung the phone on the bed afterward and headed to the. The mirror reflected a disheveled version of myself with bloodshot ey

(ARIELLE’S POV) In the following days, things kept falling into place. My new life was taking a new shape soon, and I couldn't be more excited. The house, the restaurant, everything was coming together for food. Just as Maverick and I were building towers with his blocks, my phone buzzed. “Girl! Guess what?” Ashley’s voice screamed through the speaker. I laughed. “What now?” “Guess!” she insisted. “Did you get a promotion?” I teased. “I wish! No, it’s bigger. You’ll love this,” she giggled. “Your house is ready!” “Oh my God! Are you serious?” I squealed. She went on about the newly installed chandeliers, plush furniture, and the kitchen she knew I’d die for. As much as I wanted to joke about her theatrics, her excitement mirrored my own. “You’ll love it. Trust me,” she assured. But her tone suddenly shifted. “But hey, I really think it’s a good time for you to come back. You know there’s something else…” “What is it?” “I heard some weird stuff going on in Italy. Mafia stuff