All Chapters of The Billionaire’s Regret : Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

ELARA’S POV I thought we were just going for lunch, but instead, we end up at a steakhouse with an outdoor setting. It’s not too crowded, and the air feels warm and a little classic . We settle at a table indoors, near the large windows. I’ve never been to a place like this before but then again, that’s what I get for not going out much and focusing on work. Even though the place looks nice, the steak prices are absurd. But honestly… what did I expect? After ordering, for the first time, silence settles between us. I don’t mind. The swoosh of the TV catches my attention. A Formula One race is playing, but it’s a replay from last month. It’s been a while since I’ve watched a race, but even now, just seeing those cars, the sleek designs, the sharp turns, the roaring engines…. It’s exciting to watch. For a moment, I lose myself in the screen, watching how effortlessly the drivers take sharp turns, as the sped away. “Don’t tell me you’re one of them?” Robert’s voi

ELARA’S POV I turned just in time for Robert to hand me a glass of something sparkling and a plate filled with small, ridiculously fancy appetizers. Truffle sliders, so delicate they looked like art. A tiny spoonful of caviar that probably cost more than my entire outfit. Sushi rolls perfectly made they looked almost too perfect to eat. I took a bite and groaned. “Okay, this is ridiculously good, How is this even real?” Robert chuckled, reaching for something on his plate with a pair of sleek black chopsticks. “Okay now You have to try this,” he said, directing his chopsticks toward my mouth. I hesitated. Did he expect me to take it from him, or—? Before I could decide, he moved in closer, leaving me no choice but to open up. The cool, delicate texture of the salmon roll hit my tongue first, followed by the perfectly seasoned rice. The flavors burst in my mouth, a balance of saltiness and sweetness that made me moan to the goodness. “It’s reverse sushi,” he explained, watching

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ELARA’S POV “That just happened?” I asked, still in disbelief. “Yes,” Robert said, a smug smile plastered on his face. I exhaled, shaking my head as the excitement buzzed in my veins. I just met Hamilton. I just took a picture with Hamilton. “You got your prize. Want a drink?” he shrugged. “Sure.” I expected a cocktail or something light, but instead, Robert got us these insane slushies that exploded with flavor on my taste buds with every sip. “Oh my God,” I groaned, my eyes widening as the icy sweetness melted on my tongue. “What is this?” He chuckled. “Tastes good, doesn’t it?” “Good is an understatement,” I muttered, already taking another sip. If we didn’t have to leave, I would have easily been on my fourth cup. But since we had to go, I decided to savour the one in my hand. As we settled into the car, I turned to him. “Can I see the pictures?” “Here.” He unlocked his phone and passed it to me. I scrolled through the images, zooming in on each one. My heart did a l

… ELARA’S POV The first thing I did when I got home was dive into the huge paper bag Robbie gave me. I still didn’t know why he insisted I couldn’t open it in front of him, but that only made me more curious. What was in there that he didn’t want me to see right away? The moment I stepped inside the house, I didn’t even wait to go up to my room. Instead, I settled into the living room, placing the bag on the center table before dropping onto the couch. Taking a deep breath, I reached inside and pulled out the first item, a red mug with Lewis Hamilton’s face plastered on the side. I let out a soft laugh. Really, Robbie? Digging deeper, I found more Ferrari souvenirs, keychains, a miniature race car, a cap, but what caught my eye the most was the jacket. Not just any jacket. An actual Ferrari F1 team jacket. My mouth fell open as I held it up. It was expensive, the kind professional drivers wore. The fabric, the stitching, the way it felt in my hands, I knew this wasn’t some ch