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

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.

minutes later, still in thought, my phone beeped indicating the arrival of a message. It was

over the address, and suddenly developed a cold feeling. Now that I

address staring at me like a dare I wasn't sure I had the courage to accept. Arielle's new restaurant,

me, stirred something complicated in my chest-pride tangled with

the familiar fear

even want to see

the courage to recall that day, that cold finality in her voice as we signed the papers, the way she asked me to leave without a second thought. My heart clenched at the thought. I could

the door

have. What if I'd waited too long, and I was nothing more than a distant memory, buried beneath the layers of her

was hesitating, something caught my

letters. Below it, a call for potential

What if I invested?

I needed. But what if... what if I could help her? What

different name, keeping my

my phone and dialed the number listed

keeping my tone steady, rehearsing my plan

can set up a meeting to discuss

I said

receptionist continued. "We'll be in touch

crossed my face as I returned to work afterward, waiting

I paid extra attention to my look. I wanted to make a good impression and

restaurant, and I was in awe of the look. The exterior was sophisticated and modern, with an elegant gold plated sign bearing the restaurant's name -"A and M." I guess the initials

spacious, and the surrounding was

It was tastefully designed, with soft luminous lighting, expensive furnishings, and culinary artwork adorning the walls, but that wasn't what caught my attention. Right in the center of the restaurant,