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The Billionaire's Regret: Chasing My Ex

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 824    |    Released on: Today at 14:22

ard the first setup in the

, Chloe noticed one of Sabrina's assi

s executive secretary just called. He wants you to head to the h

As

corporate world. Julian was the CEO of Astor Holdings... but it had to be a coincidence, right? There were other Astors. It

ly, Sabrina's entire demeanor shifted. She became visibly

r. The second the final flash popped, she ordered her tea

f unease tightening in her stomach. She instructed Oliv

e the studio for the day, her boss, D

etic. "He needs some high-quality candid shots taken at a private banquet tonig

ight, she would only be cooking for one anyway. She might

el, a legendary seven-star establishment known

d David to the grand ballroom. David introduced

They need some good PR photos for an upcoming corporate profile

er professional mode. She knew how crucia

to the viewfinder. The room was a sea of bespoke suits and designer gowns, h

figure stepped into t

mera, her breath cat

ooch on his lapel. He looked breathtakingly handsome, a prince holding court among his subjects. He accepted a glass of champ

at made Chloe's blood run cold. It

man had her arm looped intimately through Julian's. Her fac

Sabrina

room, her fingers gripping the camera

She hadn't expected him to be here, at this specific event. And she certai

re true. He was

nt roommate? A secret mistress who wasn

hard, tasting copper. Terrified that Julian would spot

llided hard with a waiter

of red wine splashed directly on

ging to her skin. The commotion drew a few sta

through the crowd. He saw Chloe standing there, pale and trembling, her hands

detached Sabrina's hand from his arm and stro

ht?" he asked,

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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.”