Mr billionaire's regret chasing his irresistible wife by Gabby Emmanuel

Chapter 109

A potential shareholder.

(JARED'S POV)

My phone rang, breaking the silence in my office. I glanced at the screen to see my investigator's name flashing. "Talk to me," I answered. "Do you have an update?"

"Yes, I do," he replied and hesitated.

"Go on," I urged.

"Unfortunately, I was unable to trail her to her house. She noticed I was following her and she made me lose her."

My jaw clenched and my grip on the phone tightened. "Is all you do is give excuses?" I snapped.

"Calm down, Sir. Please, hear me out," he pleaded.

I exhaled, forcing myself to remain silent and let him continue.

"I was unable to follow her to her house as planned yesterday, but I managed to get the address of her restaurant."

"Her restaurant?" I repeated, my interest piqued.

"Yes, she's building her restaurant, and it's opening next week."

I sat up straight on the chair now. "Send me the address."

After the call ended, I reclined back on my chair, lost in thought. Arielle was not just back; she was setting up her own restaurant? Wow, this woman was just so full of surprises.

thought, my phone beeped indicating the arrival of a message. It was from my investigator and I immediately opened it. It was

and suddenly developed a cold feeling.

dare I wasn't sure I had

thought of her thriving, building something without me, stirred something complicated in my chest-pride

the familiar fear gnawed

want

as we

slam the door in

nothing more than a distant memory, buried

I was hesitating, something caught

scrolled down, noticing the name of Arielle's restaurant in bold letters. Below it,

What if I invested?

me the answers I needed. But what if... what if I could help her? What if, without knowing it,

to apply, but under a different name, keeping

and dialed the number listed for potential investors. The phone rang twice before a professional

said, keeping my tone steady, rehearsing my plan in my mind. "I'm interested in learning more about

voice on the other end responded. "We can set up a meeting to discuss

Gray," I said

you, Mr. Gray," the receptionist continued. "We'll be

my face as I returned to work afterward,

extra attention to my look. I wanted to make a good impression and it had to start with my physical appearance. I

awe of the look. The exterior was sophisticated and modern, with an elegant

lot was spacious, and the surrounding

culinary artwork adorning the walls, but that wasn't what caught my attention. Right in

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