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

Call for help

(ARIELLE'S POV)

When I arrived at the club nearly 40 minutes later, Dwayne's subordinate, Claire, was already waiting for me at the entrance. As usual, she was imposing and had a stern expression on her face.

"This way, please," she said politely, but firmly. Safely guiding me through the crowded club, and expertly navigating through the body of partying people.

I silently thanked Dwayne. He always had my back, even in situations like this.

We walked past the bar, where a bartender was mixing all manner of drinks, ranging from the ones with weird colors to the ones that caught fire, and people flanked him on all sides, downing glasses upon glasses.

As we continued walking, I couldn't help the feeling of unease that was increasingly crawling under my skin. The club was dimly lit, but bright enough to make out anyone. It was the kind of a place where anything could happen, and I couldn't help but grow even more worried for Ashley.

Then, unexpectedly, I bumped into someone I never thought I'd see here.

"Madam?"

"Oliver?"

It was Jared's PA. I froze, cursing the moment I locked eyes with him. If he was here, then it could only mean one thing: Jared was here too.

From the way his brows furrowed, it was evident he was as surprised to see me, as I was.

Oliver's brows furrowed in disbelief, his surprise matching mine. "Miss Arielle," he said, taking a step closer, as if trying to confirm it was really me. "I didn't know you were a fan of this kind of establishment."

I ignored his comment, not wanting to indulge him. But he pressed on.

"Are you here to catch Mr Jared's supposed affair?" He asked.

and confusion bubbled up inside me, but I bit my tongue. Instead of responding, I gave a sharp nod to Claire. She immediately moved toward

way. We finally arrived at the box where Ashley was working, and I

me, and then turned to leave. "I'll go

to face Ashley. She looked utterly shocked

are you doing here?" I asked, keeping my voice low

need the money. I didn't tell you because I know you

she knew she wasn't doing the right thing. Still, this club wasn't

Ashley. I know you need the money, but what if something happens to you?" I said, trying to keep my voice steady. "What if you run into the wrong people-people who

tone resigned. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you. But I'm an adult Ari! I can handle myself.

around the crowded club, the flashing lights and loud music only making me more anxious. What kind of people could Ashley be exposed

I came because

You're a young,

in a place like this-you're too obvious," I said, my voice rising with urgency. "Dwayne was here for a business meeting and only brought one guard. Think about that! Someone like him needs security just to visit. What money is worth risking

I haven't closed

McFadden establishment allow part-time

a step backward, her eyes darting around nervously, like her boss could appear in the club any minute from

brow. "So, you're risking your job for

slumping in defeat. "Fine,

I said, as I turned to lead her out

suddenly appeared in front of us,

I said, my

suffocating presence. The rancid smell of alcohol hit me hard,

my

of the men grinned, his smile crooked and unsettling. "Well, well, well. What do we have here?" He slurred,

voice thick with mock sympathy. "We just