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All Chapters of The Billionaire’s Regret : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100
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91: WANT TO GO FOR A WALK?
The Billionaire’s Regret /Glittering gold
ELARA’S POVMy chest tightens, as though something heavy is pressing against it. My hands won’t stop trembling as I push open the front door.“Why did you tell him, Mom?” I yell, my voice cracking.“It’s my story to tell! I should choose who I tell and when I tell them. Why did you have to put yourself in my business?”Usually, my mom can’t help but meddle, always doing things I never ask for. But I thought she had stopped. I thought she’d finally let me handle my life the way I see fit.“I didn’t mean to tell him, Elara,” she states, her voice steady no hint of remorse to her words. “I had no idea you hadn’t told him. You said you two were working through your differences, giving the relationship another chance, didn’t you?” I had said that.“Then why in the world haven’t you told him about the child?” she presses, her tone firm. “How can you plan to start a new relationship based on lies? A relationship is—”“Good night, Mom,” I cut her off, not willing to hear another one of her l
Last Updated : 2025-02-0592: CAN YOU TELL ME THE TRUTH?
The Billionaire’s Regret /Glittering gold
ELARA’S POV I left my purse in the car but didn’t bother going back for it. Elliot was already walking ahead, and I hurried to catch up. He looked like he had just come from work, still dressed in slacks and a suit. I was wearing something similar, a blouse with rolled-up sleeves though I’d left my jacket in the car. We walked in silence to the old swing set at the corner of the neighborhood. It used to be our go-to spot whenever we got tired of Mom and her endless bickering. It felt oddly nostalgic being here again. Elliot sat on one of the swings, leaning back slightly he turned to me. “So…” he began, “I hear you’re back with that son of a bitch.” I frowned. “Nate’s mom isn’t a bitch, you know,” my tone is light. Elliot snorted. “You know that’s not what I meant.” He scratched the back of his neck awkwardly. “Let me rephrase. So, you’re back with that douchebag.” I sighed and gently pushed the swing with my feet, letting it sway slowly. “It’s… a long story,” I said.
Last Updated : 2025-02-0593: I MADE THINGS WORSE
The Billionaire’s Regret /Glittering gold
ELARA’S POV I stay frozen, contemplating whether I should tell my brother the truth or keep quiet. “I guess I have my answer then,” Elliot broke the silence before I could. “Elliot—” I began, but he cut me off. “You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to. I’ll find out whatever it is,” he said. From the tone in his voice, I could tell he wasn’t joking. When Elliot wants to know something, he doesn’t stop until he gets the answers. I think I just made things worse. “I’ve sent you the address… again. I hope you can make it,” Sienna said over the phone. For the past few days, we’d been talking and making arrangements for the shoot. Just telling her I wanted to cancel last minute didn’t seem right. She seemed so excited about it. I had given her my word, so canceling now felt impossible. “I’ll be there,” I said. “But Sienna, I don’t think Nate will be able to make it, so we might end up with a solo shoot.” Since our last encounter, Nate and I hadn’t crossed paths, not even o
Last Updated : 2025-02-0694: ITS A DEAL!
The Billionaire’s Regret /Glittering gold
Chapter 94ELARA’S POV“You guys are so cute,” Sienna said as she pulled away, her smile practically glowing.I forced a tight-lipped smile, doing my best not to let my disgust show.“Vera here will show you to the changing room,” Sienna continued, motioning to a petite girl standing nearby. “I’ll go over the setup again while we wait.”The girl, Vera, smiled politely and gestured for us to follow.I trailed behind, trying to keep it together, but my patience was wearing thin.He ruined everything.I thought this was supposed to be my shoot, just me and my idol photographer sienna even agreed to it. But now Nate shows up out of nowhere like he owns the place, acting all smug and charming like we’re perfectly fine.We hadn’t spoken in days. I didn’t even tell him about this shoot. So how the hell was he here?I stopped suddenly and spun around to face him. “What are you doing here?”Nate’s lips curved into a lazy smirk. “Didn’t I already tell you, darling?” His hand moved to touch my
Last Updated : 2025-02-0795: UNLESS YOU WANT TO QUIT NOW.
The Billionaire’s Regret /Glittering gold
ELARA’S POVThe camera clicked steadily as the shoot began, each pose feeling more strained than the last.At first, Sienna kept things simple, directing us into harmless, standard positions. I could handle that. But soon, her instructions turned… odd.My goal is to make Nate uncomfortable and have him leave as soon as possible, not the other way around. “Lean back against his chest, Elara,” Sienna said brightly, her tone annoyingly cheerful.I froze for a moment, then forced myself to move. Slowly, I pressed my back against Nate’s chest. The warmth of him was instant, seeping into me like an unwelcome reminder of things I’d rather forget.“Perfect. Now, turn your head to face him and place your hand on the back of his neck.”What kind of shoot was this? My jaw tightened, but I did as told, reluctantly turning my head. Nate was already watching me, his eyes bright with amusement and that same smug grin that always made me want to punch him.He was enjoying every single second of this
Last Updated : 2025-02-0896: A TIE BREAKER
The Billionaire’s Regret /Glittering gold
ELARA’S POVThe room fell silent. Nate stood frozen, his cocky grin faltering as his jaw tightened.I raised a brow, meeting his stormy grey eyes with a challenge of my own. He wouldn’t do it. I could feel it.“Nate, that would look really cool,” Sienna chimed in, her tone light, completely oblivious to how stiff he’d gone.Kneeling in front of me for some ridiculous shoot? Not only would it bruise his shiny ego, but it would destroy him.I almost smirked, confident I’d won this round. My lips parted to declare my victory- Then his knees hit the floor.I froze, my breath catching.No. He wouldn’t.I think I’m seeing things. It can’t be. The sharp click of the camera only confirmed what I’m thinking.My gaze slowly dropped to the ground, and there he was. Nate, on his knees, holding my shoe in his hand like it was the most normal thing in the world.And that damn grin. So wide. So smug.I swallowed the lump in my throat, trying to mask my shock before he could see it.Not yet.There
Last Updated : 2025-02-0997: I WON... AGAIN
The Billionaire’s Regret /Glittering gold
ELARA’S POV “Ready?” Nate asks, flashing me that irritatingly smile.I raise my chin and cross my arms. “I was born ready.”He chuckles. “We’ll see about that.”And so, it begins.“Rock… paper…” he starts slowly, dragging the words out in that annoying way he always does. I’ve known him long enough to catch on to his tricks. When it comes to Nate, it’s always scissors. He thinks he’s so unpredictable, but he’s not.Confident, I ball my hand into a fist.“Rock, paper, scissors!”I throw rock, already imagining my victory, but when I glance at his hand, my mouth falls open.“You’ve got to be kidding me.”He’s holding up a fist too… rock.“Another tie,” Nate says, clearly amused as he leans back a little. “You know, someone might say we’re in sync.”I roll my eyes. “Don’t get ahead of yourself. Let’s go again.”“Alright, round two,” he says, his grin widening.This time, I’m sure I’ve got him figured out. He went with rock last time, so he’ll definitely switch to paper. I throw scissors
Last Updated : 2025-02-1098: NO ULTERIOR MOTIVE
The Billionaire’s Regret /Glittering gold
. ELARA’S POV . Something doesn’t add up. I cant bring my self believe he just want to go to the arcade just to have some “fun” there must be something. Else he isnt telling me about. But whatever it is I guess im abut to find out. The minute we step into the arcade, it was the same I should to go to sometimes, because long time ago, I used to be one of arc obsessed people. But for some reason, unlike all the other times ive been here. Its quite. Eerily so, that even the loud blaring lights and obnoxious music didnt help. Just because I couldnt say no because I failed some stupid, bet I feel he cheat his way into winning doesnt mean oi should stay when I feel like something isa right. “Why is the place quite?” I couldn’t help but ask. As I glanced around with my arms crossed. “Because I rented it out” nate responds casually as if renting ut this whole place wouldn’t cause a fortuned well atleast not to him. “You rented out the whole place? Why?” He shrugs, “fe
Last Updated : 2025-02-1199: HAVING TROUBLES?
The Billionaire’s Regret /Glittering gold
ELARA’S POV The arcade is brighter and louder than I we go deeper each machine practically begging for attention. The nostalgia tries to pull me in, but I shove it back down. This is just a game. And this time I’m going to win. “What’s first?” Nate asks, rubbing his hands together like he’s plotting world domination. “Skeeball? Air hockey? Or do you want to save yourself the embarrassment and let me win now?”“You’re awfully cocky for someone who’s about to lose,” I fire back. “Let’s do air hockey.”He chuckles. “You’re on.”We make our way to the air hockey table, and the tension crackles between us like electricity. He’s grinning like a kid, but I’m laser focused. I slam the puck toward his goal before he’s even ready.“Cheap shot!” he protests, scrambling to block it.“Don’t start with excuses already,” I say, smirking as the puck ricochets back toward him.The game quickly turns chaotic. Nate’s competitive streak comes out in full force, but so does mine. We’re both leaning ove
Last Updated : 2025-02-11100: LIVE A LITTLE.
The Billionaire’s Regret /Glittering gold
ELARA’S POV I guess the cab I thought is different from the one Nate was talking about. “Dave, I need a car in the next five minutes,” Nate barked into his phone, his tone sharp and demanding. No room for argument. Typical. He ended the call with a flick of his wrist, shoving the phone into his pocket. “Someone’s a little bitter about losing,” I muttered, just loud enough for him to hear. “I’m not bitter,” he shot back without missing a beat. “Sure you’re not. Ask Dave or who ever it was you were on the phone with; I bet he’d agree with me.” His lips twitched like he was fighting back a grin. “I’ll be sure to get his thoughts on my emotional state.” “Please do.” We found a bench to sit on while waiting for the car. Well, I sat. Nate paced a few steps away, back and forth like a caged animal, phone pressed to his ear again. He was barking orders at whoever was unlucky enough to be on the other end, his jaw tight and his hand raking through his hair in frustrati
Last Updated : 2025-02-13
