THE BILLIONAIRE'S REMORSE

an's

ed. I was still feeling sleepy because I slept so late last night,

e on me: "I can legitimately swear that I slept just a f

y isn't everything" echoes within me deeply. I can't even re

many responsibilities. I didn't have to worry about business deals, proposals, or any investments. I di

up my clothes and accessories, as I forbade any housekeepers from walking into my personal space. I can't trust anyone easily

ood morning, master." Isabella, the

ge the workers' greetings. Everyone is a potential suspect to me. I'm much safer in the

I would like to eat since I hardly eat breakfast and mostly leave the house in hast

t tell me I forgot her name already. I will make it a point to ask her and always remember. To know her

I don't even feel safe despite all my money and bodyguards? I guess it's karma doing its

looked at the caller ID, and it was Jessie, my stepsister. I p

last night was faulty. From the manner in which he spoke, he sounded really angry. When he calls, he might say a lot of hurtful words to you. Please

proposal, and then he tagged it nonsense. I roared angrily and sighed. I could

e." I declared and dashed out angrily, headin

at my job. The job is difficult enough, and not getting th

nd running into the hospital hastily. I got out and went into the office. I already had

of my coffee preference, which was confirmed

work late. Do you think we groom amateurs here? Aren't you supposed to resume work early? You must thin

od at it, or I'm going to fire you before you know it," I shouted angril

er at myself. Nathan, what have you done? You just keep hurting her ove

her, and I just directed my aggression and frustrations onto her because she is a weaker vessel. "Today, whi

her sob softly. I watched as her eyes, which once radia

e door shut. What a bad impression I have