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

Surprise at sea

(ARIELLE'S POV)

The drive to the Harrison beach house was quiet and a bit long. The driver barely spoke, keeping the ride uneventful. After an hour, we arrived at a massive iron gate, which opened immediately as the car stopped. The driver pulled into the driveway and parked. "Here, let me help you," he offered, gesturing to my bag after we alighted.

I handed it over with a smile. "Thank you."

As we walked, I took in the breathtaking surroundings. The beach house stood amidst towering palms swaying in the cool night breeze, the sound of waves creating a soothing melody in the background. The air carried a mix of salt, sand, and blooming flowers, while the moonlight cast an ethereal glow over the scene.

Soon, the ship came into view, and it was nothing short of stunning: a sleek, white vessel with Harrison's family name engraved on its side.

The driver helped me aboard, where a group of smiling crew members greeted me with polite bows.

"Welcome aboard, Ma'am," one of them said, taking my bag as the driver bid me goodbye.

I wandered further, taking in the grandeur. The lounge had floor-to-ceiling windows offering panoramic ocean views, plush furniture arranged around a central coffee table, and a gleaming bar stocked with fine wines.

Past it, the dining room featured a long polished table under sparkling crystal chandeliers, while the walls displayed old-school artworks.

Further exploration revealed a sleek kitchen-likely my base for this culinary mission-followed by a gym, spa, and even a small movie theater.

The ship was a masterpiece, and I could already feel the weight of the evening's expectations settling in.

I could have spent hours exploring the ship's endless wonders, but I reminded myself there was time for that later. For now, I needed to meet Margaux. With that thought, I turned to retrace my steps-only to nearly trip as a chorus of loud "Surprise!" erupted behind me. My heart leapt to my throat as I spun around, completely caught off guard.

"Hi, Miss Meyers! Long time no see!" Margaux greeted cheerfully, grinning from ear to ear.

"Yeah, yeah! Long time no see!" chimed in Ashley, waving dramatically. "You really should call me more often, girl! And by the way, are you on some crazy diet? You really look like you need a good meal!"

Before I could process their unexpected presence, a familiar deep voice cut through the chaos. "Arielle," Dwayne drawled, his foxy smile practically dazzling. "It's a good night, isn't it?"

register the words before a tiny blur rushed forward, arms outstretched. "Hi, Mommy! I told

froze, my brain short-circuiting. What. Was.

to the side, laughing at my expression.

I managed

in the name of Hades was happening here?! My mind screamed for answers, but my mouth just hung open, unable to

her smile apologetic but still mischievous. "Arielle, as you can see, this isn't exactly a business preview," she admitted, clasping her hands together. "We've been planning a little... surprise party for you. When Ashley first mentioned the idea, I wasn't sure it would work, but clearly, you've

party?

My birthday. Two days from now. How had I

my hair with a helpless smile. "You're so

Mom?" I exclaimed, "When did

tightly. "Ashley told me about the plan, and I couldn't

my eyes. "How did you two manage

the scheme. "Uncle Dwayne

blinked in shock, pieces falling into place. So the driver who brought me had been part of this evil plan all along, deliberately taking

wasn't a business meeting at all," I said slowly, shaking my

"Guilty

to so much effort-just to surprise me. "But... about what you said earlier, letting my team handle the ship dinner?" I asked Margaux, unable to resist

so you can rest easy.

growing. "Nice," I whispered, letting the relief settle in,

Ashley stepped closer, her

mix of caution

upset with us? I'm sorry. We just wanted to make sure you'd take a break and enjoy yourself for once.

that we didn't

tried to keep a straight face, but

out, "Ah, pretending to be mad always works like a

mock outrage. "Oi, you!" she gasped, laughing as she lightly smacked

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