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

For her sake

(ARIELLE'S POV)

After Stephen blushed and promised he wouldn't disrupt the class again, Jared finally let him go with a scowl that could melt steel.

I tried to keep it together while Stephen showered me with compliments. Honestly, it was nice to hear, but after a while, it started getting a little embarrassing.

I glanced at Jared, who was practically fuming at Stephen's over-the-top behavior. He looked like he might explode at any second.

"Okay, let's focus," I said quickly, cutting off Stephen mid-praise. "Jared, please continue."

"Right, of course," he muttered, clearly trying to pull himself together. "So, Arielle, what are your goals for the restaurant?"

I hesitated a bit, feeling a flutter in my chest. I hadn't expected him to ask the question as it seemed somewhat personal to me.

"Well, my goal is to make the restaurant successful, of course," I said, a little weary.

His brow arched as he gave me a pointed look. "That's a pretty general answer. Can you be more specific? What does success look like to you?"

I suddenly felt defensive, but I tried to push it aside. I can't always react negatively to his words as I will only end up giving off the impression that his words got to me.

"I want to build a reputable brand and expand..."

his eyes were locked on me, intense and

them? Is it just about making

motive was

restaurant to rise from a national restaurant to an international chain known for its high-quality, unique offerings

lackluster performance, I suddenly wasn't sure if that goal was a little high and so with every of Jared's

I'm just all about creating something successful," I said with a note of finality, hoping he caught the cue

(JARED'S POV)

hand, I have been watching Arielle

to discern her problem and draw a

yourself. Why not dream bigger? Look, I have one direction

"Transform the restaurant into a resort destination. A high-end, all-inclusive resort that combines luxury accommodations, unique dining,

a flicker of recognition in her gaze. She sat a little

thoughtful. "I've always dreamed of taking things further, expanding. But I never

you, and I'm sure you have the potential to make this happen. You've got the vision, the talent, and the drive. This

and Stephen were clearly intrigued by the idea. The excitement in their eyes was undeniable, but I

to imagine it,

by luxury and beauty:

equally excited by the prospect of the idea. "And we could combine your culinary vision with wellness offerings like... spa treatments, yoga classes, and mediation. It would be a game changer, something that has never been thought of, or done before. We could also have cooking classes, wine tastings, and

you could even offer exclusive culinary events like tasting menus designed by guest chefs, cooking competitions, or good

After a moment, she gave a small, amused laugh, like

difficult to implement them," she said, her voice skeptical. Her eyes darted