THE BILLIONAIRE'S REGRETS

clicking over the uneven pavement. A crisp breeze swept through the streets, whispering promises of new beginnings and uncertainties alike.

his place enough to know it offered opportunities. And opportunities were wh

nk lines. Pregnant. She had imagined telling Michael over dinner, maybe even crying together

ied her chil

s barely large enough for the narrow bed and small desk, but it was warm

ings. With every door she knocked on, every café or office that t

she noticed a small poster in a shop window: "Hiring

a De

fancy. But something

egant fabrics, soft lighting, and a distinct air of professionalis

you?" the

shoulders. "I'm here fo

then nodded. "You'll want to sp

to a glass-walled office. Behind the desk stood a tall man in a crisp black suit, sleev

ooke

eyes

applicant for the assist

ngered on Shaee

n turned his attention fully to

hands trembling in her lap, but she m

," she began, "but I'm a fast learner. I

for a moment before speaking.

aee

ema. What made you walk

tightened. "Because I ha

his expression. A fli

red," he s

nked. "Just

. "Just l

ng her a contract and job details, Shaeema felt t

o

chance to start over-for her and th

ded to make t