All Chapters of The Billionaire's Regret: Winning Back His Lost Love: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Katniss This was no longer a personal matter. It had grown into something much more serious than that and it involved Mr. Corleone and the whole company into my problems. The weight of my choices continued to bear down on me like a heavy weight on my chest and back. Now there was nothing I could do about it – I had to pay the price whatever the state I was in. The investor had departed, and he had taken all his employees with him. The once very active meeting room was very silent, and it was only me and Mr. Corleone. He sat still; his back straight as he made a sharp breath. Sitting back in the chair, he tilted his head up to the ceiling with his eyes closed as if searching for solace in the midst of the storm I have stirred. “I deeply apologize, sir,” I began, my voice trembling. “You prepared everything so meticulously for this investor, but because of my carelessness—” “Do you think apologies will fix this, Katniss?” His voice cut through my words like a blade. He didn’t ev

Katniss“Get ready, Katniss. You cheap woman!”The message glared at me from the screen, each word a hammer to my chest. My breathing quickened, and a deep sense of dread began to creep in. Renata. I knew exactly what she meant, and it wasn’t good.I snatched up my phone, dialing her number with shaky hands. My heart thudded loudly in my ears as I waited for her to pick up.“Stop this,” I demanded the moment she answered.Her laugh was low and chilling, oozing satisfaction. I could practically hear her smirking on the other end.“Oh, Katniss,” she said, her voice mockingly sweet. “Say whatever you like. It won’t change a thing. I told you before—get ready.”“What are you planning?!” I shouted, anger and panic blending into a desperate cry.Switching to a video call, I felt my stomach twist as her face appeared on the screen. That smirk—a wicked curve of her lips—made my blood run cold.“What do you think I’m planning?” she teased, her eyes glinting with malice.“Renata, you’re going t

JamesI pressed down on the gas pedal, driving faster and faster. My chest felt heavy, a storm brewing inside me as Renata’s words echoed in my mind. I hadn’t believed her when she claimed Katniss would come to her and beg. I thought it was just one of her cruel games, another lie meant to provoke me.But seeing Katniss—my Katniss—lower herself like that broke something in me.She did it all for Giselle. For the sake of her daughter, she endured that humiliation. And here I was, completely powerless to stop it.I gripped the steering wheel tighter, iff only I had stopped myself that night at the bar—if only I hadn’t let my emotions take over and touched Katniss—none of this would have happened.“Idiot! You’re such an idiot, James!” I growled, slamming my hand against the steering wheel. Of all the mistakes I’d made in my life—and there were plenty—this one was by far the worst.The car screeched to a halt as I reached Renata’s apartment building. I exited my car and ran towards the en

KatnissAs I was about to throw my phone in frustration, overwhelmed by stress, a name caught my eye—James.My heart pounded in panic as I hesitated, then finally decided to answer his call. He must have seen the news by now.“Katniss...” James’s voice was filled with concern, trembling slightly and unusually firm.“R-Renata… she broke her promise! She leaked a video of my daughter to the media, James! She called me a homewrecker! She lied!” My voice cracked as raw anger and helplessness spilled out.“Mommy?”Startled, I realized I’d raised my voice. Giselle, lying beside me, stirred awake, her sleepy eyes fluttering open.“Shh… shhh... I’m sorry, baby. Mommy didn’t mean to wake you. Go back to sleep,” I whispered, stroking her hair and kissing her forehead.“Why is Mommy crying?” Giselle asked, her little voice filled with worry.“It’s nothing, sweetheart. Mommy’s just... it’s cold. So my eyes got teary,” I lied, wiping my tears away quickly and roughly.“Katniss, are you crying?” Ja

KatnissKNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!The noise was extremely loud, and continuous, as if the sound of drums were being pounded into my head. My racing heart seemed to beat out all other sensations. As soon as the door closedd, a group of reporters rushed like a wave, and their bodies leaned against the car. They didn’t care about the danger—some stood directly in our path, some even dared me to run, dared me to try and get past them.“Katniss, don’t run! Answer our questions!” a voice shouted out, the tone of the words clear and demanding.“If you keep running, then it can only be true what people are saying! Are you and Mr. Kent having an affair? Did you and him betray his wife?”Their words lashed at me like a whip.“Katniss! Katniss, is it true? Are you and James done? Did he leave you?” another voice yelled, louder this time, cutting through the chaos like a blade.They kept saying the worst things and each word they said made me feel like I was drowning. I started breathing rapidly and m