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

Under one roof

(ARIELLE'S POV)

My first reaction when Margaux broke the news to me was that of disbelief. I sat frozen in the lounge chair, my widened eyes fixed on her as she delivered the news.

"I'm sorry, but my Dad has extended a dinner invitation to the Langleys and their visitors," she announced; her face was a picture of anger and frustration, one that conveyed her disapproval of her father's decision.

"Why would he do that?" I blurted, finally regaining myself from the shock I was initially thrown into. I felt a flutter in my chest as I tried to process the information with a much clearer head. What could Matt possibly hope to achieve by inviting the Langleys and their visitors, which I knew consisted of Jared and his mother, and Sofia and her mother?

"I honestly don't know why," Margaux said in an exasperated tone. Poor girl, I could tell how hard it was on her to have her father crash an event she painstakingly co-planned.

Besides pained, she was also infuriated as she kept apologizing to me, Ashley, and Dwayne. "I'm so, so sorry, guys. I had no idea he was planning this," she said, shaking her head. "I feel like I'm always apologizing for his behavior."

At this point, despite my own feelings, I knew I had to ease the tension and reassure her that it was not her fault. Taking a deep breath, I forced a smile, one that I hoped served its purpose. "It's okay, Margaux. I want you to know that I'm happy to have the chance to be in such a beautiful Yacht. And who knows, maybe dinner will be fun." I said the last words as a joke, an attempt to lighten the atmosphere.

Dwayne, who was lounging on the couch beside me, feigned a sigh. "If I'd known this was how things would go, then I would have insisted on my plan. You all would have been sightseeing in Africa with me," he said with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

Ashley, on the other hand, was busy checking her phone, but instantly looked up, rolling her eyes at his words. "No, thanks. I have zero interest in Lions that eat people and Elephants that trample people to death."

I chuckled at their exchange, feeling a wave of relief. Whatever else was happening didn't matter, all that was that I could relax with my friends. We had a way of making each other happy, even in tense situations.

same space for who knows how long didn't sit well, but I knew I didn't have a say. I just have to stay clear of any appearance of trouble, Sofia in particular. With her display at my office the last time, I didn't know what to expect from her. But by the heavens, I hope she had the decency

her sake...and

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life-my family, my friends, now Jared, his family, his fiance's family, and well, Sofia and her mother. The sheer number of people was overwhelming, and even though I thought I could handle it earlier, I couldn't help but

few minutes ago, and we were all seated at the yacht's large dining table. And to serve the occasion, it was elegantly decorated. The table was set with fine china, crystal glasses, and crisp, white linens. Varieties of foods were laid out on the table, including juicy lobsters, succulent shrimps, grilled fish, roasted chicken, fluffy rice and an assortment of mouthwatering desserts and exotic wines. It could pass for a banquet instead of a dibber, and the aroma of the dishes wafting through complimented the atmosphere. Pleasantries were exchanged, and the Langleys thanked the Harrisons for inviting them. "Thank you so much for having us. Your yacht is stunning. I've never seen anything like it," Mrs Langley said with a warm smile. One could

face. "The pleasure is all ours," he

began

and Tiana. It was hard, especially with how cozy they looked, and Tiana leaning in now and then to whisper silent words in Jared's ears. I

she sat silently beside her mother, looking disinterested, like she would rather be somewhere else other than at the table. Her eyes were fixed on her plate, and she barely looked up to acknowledge anyone. I was totally fine with

table seemed complete with everyone except Maverick. He had suddenly felt sleepy amidst preparation for dinner, and I let him be. But right now, I

realizing I have inadvertently allowed

his voice drawing me out of my thoughts. His voice was

braced myself for whatever he had to say. If I was being honest, then I had to admit that I

he acted around,

not his parents. He seemed to want to call the shots, and his aging parents could

humble abode," Matt continued, his voice booming at every corner of the room. "I hope you're all enjoying the

the entrance of the room was Maverick, rubbing his eyes, his hair disheveled from sleep. His sleepy eyes seemed

winced, realizing he must