Ex-Husband’s Regret by Evelyn M.M novel Chapter 381

Harper.

“This is so cool!” Lilly screamed as we stepped into Gabriel’s private jet.

I don’t say anything. I just looked around the spacious area. It is cool, as Lilly put it, and I did admire it, but there was no way I was going to admit that in front of Gabriel’s arrogant ass.

“I can’t believe we get to ride on a private jet... My friends will totally be jealous when I tell them.” She continued to gush as I just stared at her.

Being here felt so surreal. Seeing the signs of wealth all around the spacious space, brought back so many memories that I’d tried forgetting.

It’s been so long since I was last in a private jet. I remember the last time I ever used a private jet was a few months before my dad took over the company as CEO.

I loved my father, but he was just not meant to lead anyone. Especially a multi-million dollar company. He ran it to the ground within a year of taking charge of it. Because of the bad decisions he made and his bad leadership, Unity Ventures lost contracts worth millions and acquired a lot of debt.

We had to sell everything we had. Cars, private jets, our yacht, and properties. Eventually, we had to sell the house we lived in. Even then, it still wasn’t enough to settle the debts the company had accrued.

Daddy was a good man; he was ambitious, but he was terrible at doing business. So many times I heard the board talking to him and asking him to step down, but he refused. His pride wouldn’t let it, and in the end, it became our downfall.

Mom had been the only child of my grandparents, hence the heiress. I believe she would have done an exceptional job at leading the company. After all, Grandpa had trained her himself since she was old enough to read and write.

The problem was that Dad loved the company, and Mom loved my dad. She did everything to make him happy, and that included handing over the family legacy to him even though she knew he wasn’t capable.

Dad was also stubborn. He refused to take advice from anyone because he thought he knew better. That his plans were better. If only he had listened, maybe Andrew would still be alive right now.

“Mom”

I looked down to find Lilly shaking my hand.

“What?”

“You haven’t answered me... Have you ever been on a private jet before?”

Lilly doesn’t know anything about my past. She doesn’t know that our family was once influential. Hell she doesn’t even know that this isn’t where I was born or that I had a family.

She’s tried asking about it a couple of times, but I always brushed it off. It’s not that I hated my family; it’s just too painful to talk about them. To talk about Andrew, her uncle, who I used to love more than anyone.

I also don’t like talking about them because a part of me blames my parents for Andrew’s death.

Feeling the familiar pain, I pull myself back from the heartbreaking memories and nod my head.

“Yes, but it was a long time ago,” I replied, unable to stop the catch in my voice.