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

A desperate pact

(JARED'S POV)

I turned around with the bottle of wine in my hands and found Tiana looking at me with knowing eyes. She'd caught me staring, and I had to avert my gaze quickly.

Much later in the day, the sailor turned the yacht around for the beach house. We didn't encounter the other yacht on the way back. I kept hoping we'd run into them at some point so I could see Arielle again. But that didn't happen, so I decided to call her The phone rang for a while without an answer until she finally picked up.

"Hello. Arielle?" I said tentatively.

"Hello, little brother," Dwayne's voice came through the speaker. I felt my blood boil with anger at the sound of his voice.

"Where's Arielle? Why are you answering her phone?" I demanded.

"Relax. She's having a swell time with the others. It's her birthday tomorrow so we're treating her to a nice time," he said. I could hear the smile in his voice. "Did you forget it was her birthday, little brother?"

Of course! I mentally face-palmed myself. I didn't exactly forget about Arielle's birthday. But I'd been so busy with work lately, coupled with the coincidence of Tiana's brother having the same birthday as Arielle. I figured it made sense that the two families asked for a meeting on the same day as well. Arielle had mentioned sometime in the past that the Harrisons were one of her biggest sponsors. It all made sense that she'd be on their yacht but nothing explained why Dwayne was there with her.

I shook off the surprise. "Give the phone to Arielle," I said. But the line clicked as Dwayne ended the call.

The bastard! I cursed under my breath. I tried dialing the number a couple of times, but it went straight to voicemail.

I was overwhelmed with frustration and it took all the restraint in me to keep from thrashing around inside the room. I sat on my bed, deep in thought. I had to get to Arielle as soon as possible. We had to have some serious conversations. The housekeeper had said the yacht belonged to the Harrisons...

I instantly remembered I had contact with the Monarch's son, Matt Harrison. I had a business deal with him once and vowed never to again. He was some greedy, money-thirsty man who squandered a lot more than he made, and wouldn't hesitate to do anything to make more. If he was still as covetous and materialistic as I remembered him to be, then getting on with my plan wouldn't be a problem.

my phone to search for his number hoping I still had it. Luckily,

dial, and while I waited for the phone to ring, I put a possible explanation for my mom and the Langleys

first ring, a gruff and

calling my phone. You still have my number, man," Matt said, his voice

a bad idea. But then, my need to

I said

a day like this would come, Jared. What's up, Dude?" He inquired, the tone of amusement still in his voice and I could imagine him grinning

"You know me by now; I didn't call to chit-chat with you. I need you to do something for me,"

He said

groaned angrily, feeling my frustration rise to the surface. He was having fun teasing me, and it was really getting to me. I

then. You know I'm always willing

there's something in it for him. But I didn't say that

conversation.

to get me

attempt

I need to get on board the one your family is in; it's

the Eleganza yacht? Well you should know that it was I who rented it to the Langleys. I needed some cash, and they needed a

I said, recalling Mr. Langley's remark about the outrageous cost of renting the yacht. "Come on, don't fault me. Not all of us are multi-billionaires," he said

money-wise and not live unnecessary extravagant lives,"

didn't call me to rub my financial

you do as

free," he said expectantly, and I