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The Billionaire's Regret: Chasing My Ex

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 814    |    Released on: Today at 14:22

ples to ward off an impending headache. "Call the venue and see if they can

es caught something. She paused, leaning in closer with a mischievous grin. "I was wondering why y

asked, genui

ly, Chloe grabbed the small mirror from her desk. There, right above h

essive in the dark. He rarely spoke during their intimate moments,

oe, you've been with your boyfriend for a while now. When ar

cted with a forced smile, though her ch

en forced to return from her photography stint in Europe. She had

she received an invitati

her old classmates in yea

an Astor IV there. He was notoriously al

Seeing Julian again after all that time had reignited a spark she thou

corner booth, she had gathered every oun

lgia, but one thing led to another, and they ended up kissing. Later

ick her up from the studio. Her colleagues knew she

never publicly acknowl

d on work. The shoot was scheduled at a luxurious

te, the estate management was more than hap

ely led her team to the estate to

ne else, Chloe wouldn't have tolerated such diva be

rom a powerful billionaire, catapulting her to A-list s

his cutthroat industry, she had to play t

k, a staff member radioed

ing oversized designer sunglasses and carrying a limited-edition Birkin bag. She walked with

"You have exactly one hour to get all the shots," she commanded, her tone dripping with entitl

provided the perfect backdrop for a high-fashion editorial. Chloe and her team had spent the last two hours metic

anity area, complaining loudly about the humidity ruining her hair. Her entourage buzzed aroun

ties before, but Sabrina's sheer arrogance was grating on her nerves. Still, she nodded politely. "We ca

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The Billionaire's Regret: Chasing My Ex
The Billionaire's Regret: Chasing My Ex
“For two years, I lived in Julian Astor's multi-million dollar penthouse as his secret girlfriend. I thought my quiet devotion would eventually melt the cold, powerful CEO's heart. But then I found out I was nothing more than a convenient placeholder. His childhood sweetheart and true love, Sloane Sterling, had returned to New York. The moment she came back, Julian's world shifted. He wore the watch she gave him and let his mother publicly humiliate me, forcing me to walk in agonizing stilettos until I collapsed on a boutique floor. Other women mocked me at galas, calling me a pathetic stand-in. When I finally packed my bags with a broken heart, Julian didn't even try to stop me. He just left for a business trip and had a courier deliver a casual note. "I will think about it. We will talk when I get back from Chicago." Looking at his arrogant, dismissive words, I finally realized that my two years of love were just a "tantrum" in his eyes. I laughed until I cried, then fed his note into the shredder. I opened my phone and deleted the photo of my positive pregnancy test. This child would be mine alone. I booked a one-way ticket to Paris and walked out of his gilded cage forever.”