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THE BILLIONAIRE'S REGRET: A broken trust. A deadly secret. A second chance at love.
Author: Racheal Henry Genre: RomanceTHE BILLIONAIRE'S REGRET: A broken trust. A deadly secret. A second chance at love.
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my office, my frustration evident.
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gtons folder?" I ask
I didn
Victoria, nobody forgets to do their jo
elled at her,
't just fit in, either they scrambled in fear or t
for a year before deciding to cut my losses, she could stay lost for eternity fo
" I thundered at the d
calm down,"
ely, I need a new one," I said to him. he had been in charge of s
one wanted to work directly for the ruthless billionaire, except Tania course, but I wasn't ready to give her such
n," I told him, lik
ng at your dad's today," Levi stated,
," I responded, also ig
to pick you up for the meeting," he replied,
ara, the woman who thought she could bring me to my downfall, but I proved her wrong
nce I had uncovered her plot, and
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d happened yesterday at the company. Everything was quite the same. For the past three years, Ro
ort," the voice on the other en
pretty much the sa
t as you have been doing,"
hough I didn't like that I
" the voice added, the to
tell me what to do" I repl
nymously, but the pay was good, generous enough not to ask questions
ns p
suit when Levi entered, his vo
om the doorway in a so
you gave me to update my schedule for the next day," I
escape this one. I won't be the scapegoat f
now when I was planning on again, and I had no answer for him, not at this
voice echoing through the c
ded and left. Maybe I was harsh on her, but I didn't particularly mind. After all, the people in
and I could feel every eye on us, me especially. the floor was as quiet as it coul
uired from Levi, castin
. They sent their reps today for the interv
said and
he last one?" I ask
with what seemed like a hint of irrit
one pinged; it was the schedu
I noted, glancing
is catching up
ering what was wrong with Le
's p
knew exactly where they were headed. For 3 years, I wept, and I learned, and I grew. Thanks to Sylvi
lding. The pain of walking, walking away like a rejected bull. My li
than I could count, and it was etched onto
e. This was my moment, and I could almost
here, Zara Am