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

A lead on the drug

(JARED'S POV)

I lowered me to it.

my head in remorse, and when I stole a glance at Dwayne, he had the same sober look on. Fair enough, I wasn't the only one facing the brunt of Mrs Meyer's chastisement. I tried to say something, to apologize for our juvenile display at least, but Dwayne beat

"Umm...we will go get some fresh air," he said, his voice collected. "We will give you and Arielle some space."

My brows knitted in a frown, as I felt the urge to snap and demand why he'd decide for us both. But I got in touch with my emotions real quick, taking an inward breath as I realized he was right. We're both grown men, and this wasn't the time for us to be at each other's throats. Not when Arielle was ill. We owe her that respect and decorum.

So I nodded at Mrs Meyers in agreement. "Yeah, well step out now."

She rolled her eyes, eyeing us both. "You had better."

We took that as a cue and simultaneously turned for the door, but we bumped into each other as we went. I shot Dwayne a dirty look, irritated by the sudden contact.

"Watch it!" I grumbled, trying to brush past him. But he merely smirked at me and walked on, his long strides eating up the distance and putting a little distance between us. I followed closely, my eyes fixed on his back as we walked out of the hospital into the cool evening We walked on in deliberate silence, until I finally broke the silence, my tone neutral.

air.

"Where are you going now?" I asked, sparing him a glance.

He shrugged nonchalantly, his broad shoulders moving beneath his fitted shirt, and his eyes scanning the street like an eagle. "I know a guy from the black market," he announced. "I'll see if he had something similar to the drug Sofia used on Arielle."

I shot my brows up, curiosity piqued. "Is that necessary? Wouldn't it be easier to just ask Sofia directly instead of going through all that trouble?"

halted in his tracks, turning to face me. Then a cold smile appeared and spread

of anger at the silent implication of his action. Did he really think I was privy to what happened to Arielle? That I'd connive with Sofia to hurt

we both kept walking. Each man to his thoughts until I couldn't resist taking a jab at him. "By the way, how's business

fiercely. "Look at you, just one win and you're already fawning like a kid who got a toy car,"

I was satisfied at having gotten under his skin. It used to be the other way around, but now, it feels

me, brother, how does it feel to lose a deal to me?" I wasn't ready to back down yet.

I still have the overall lead in our competition," Dwayne replied through gritted teeth. I cocked my head. "Oh, is

thank your dear Grandma for making

face instantly faded, and now, it was my turn to be

eyes crinkling at

himself to be finally back to having the upper hand. "Oh, nothing. It's just that, I have been wondering how you manage to stay ahead of me most of the time. Do you have some kind of inside help the rest

with anger at the sheer absurdity of his accusations. "What the hell are

I cheated? That I'm

saying, it's convenient how you always seem to know exactly what to do to stay ahead. Maybe our grandma is

sharply,

I can't

throwing fists at

when they carry it all over their blogs? "Two brothers fighting over the same woman." I shuddered at the thought of that, and that was all I

me of such. I've worked so hard to get

he waved me off dismissively. "I'm in no mood to fight with you. Let it go." At this point, we were close to his parked car. I saw that as

making to start the

riled up just by hearing her voice. "Hey Jared," she

I gritted my teeth, trying to suppress my growing anger. "I want you to hand over to me the drugs you used on Arielle," I demanded when I could finally speak without my voice

could see her in person and see the look of shock on her face. Did