Too Late For Regrets, Mr. Billionaire (Brianna Meyers and Brandon Levy) novel Chapter 33

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Unable to focus on work any longer, Brianna met with her lawyer again and accompanied him to the courthouse to file the lawsuit.

The clerk informed her that she’d get a notice within seven days about whether the case would be accepted, and that the trial would be scheduled sometime in the next one to three months.

The dark cloud hanging over her heart lifted a little. After saying goodbye to the lawyer, she rushed back to the office.

She gave herself a silent pep talk: Only by growing stronger could she truly seek justice for Trina. No one else could or would come to her rescue. To pull herself out of this mess, she’d have to save herself.

She powered up her computer, logged into the social media site, and checked yesterday’s negative chatter to see how much it had escalated. She had to stare down every dark pit that came her way.

The search term [Jewelry Design Competition Gold Winner Is Mrs. Levy] had vanished, and all the online posts bashing her had been scrubbed completely.

Now, searching her name only turned up news of her award win, her runway walk, and a few lifestyle photos she’d shared on social media in the past.

Yesterday, Tristan, Clair, and she had all scrambled to hire PR firms. Strength in numbers, she supposed.

Brianna cradled her water cup, gazing at the screen.

Then she closed the social media tab and dove into her design drafts, fine–tuning the details with full concentration.

Right before noon, a colleague knocked on her office door.

“Ms. Meyers, you’ve got a visitor,” the colleague said with a mysterious grin.

Brianna looked up to see a delivery guy in uniform carrying a massive bouquet of flowers toward her. “Sign here, please.”

Brianna was taken aback. She thought, ‘Is this Tristan’s way of cheering me up‘ She didn’t bother checking further, just signed the slip and handed it back.

Once the delivery guy was gone, she took the bouquet and removed the card: [Seven Years Weathering Storms Together.]

The date jogged her memory: Today marked her seventh wedding anniversary with Brandon.

She reread the card, a sardonic smile tugging at her lips. She thought, ‘Plenty of storms, all right, but we’ve never truly been in the same boat.’

She set the flowers aside and paid them no more mind.

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Over all these years of marriage, he’d never skipped an anniversary gift, flowers, presents, the works, but he’d never once spent the day with her.

In his world, apparently, just remembering the date and sending something checked the box for being a good husband.

She brushed it off and buried herself in her work again. Even with the negative stories yanked from the web, she planned to tackle the issue head–on at the upcoming awards ceremony.

The tale of transforming from a stay–at–home wife to an independent woman pursuing her dreams was the kind of feel–good story people ate up these days. If she spun it right, it could turn everything around for her.

That afternoon, Tristan texted her a link to a finance channel’s live interview with Brandon.

Brianna caught a quick glimpse of his handsome, poised face and shut it down immediately, no interest, no time.

But then she paused: In all these years, he’d never done a single media interview, too disdainful to bother building some online tycoon image. She thought, ‘So why go live now?‘

Curiosity got the better of her, and she clicked the link after all.

In the video, the host chatted with him about the economy and investment tips for everyday folks.

He spoke empathetically about young people’s struggles, without a hint of the arrogance that often came with his privileged background.

Before long, his striking good looks and sharp wit propelled the stream to the top of the trending lists.

[Wow, this domineering CEO is seriously hot?]

[Mr. Levy’s so relatable, total fan now!]

Brianna watched closely, tracking the flood of comments. It wasn’t mere nosiness anymore; she was studying him.

Young as he was, Brandon was remarkably well–versed and widely praised for his leadership and people skills. She could learn a thing or two by paying attention.

As the program wrapped up, the host shifted to his personal life.

Brandon said, “My wife is incredibly talented. She’s a jewelry designer. When our child was little, she focused on the family. Now that the kid’s older, she’s reignited her passions and launched her own venture.”

The host, quick on the uptake, followed up immediately, “Your wife just took home the gold in that jewelry design competition, but there’s been some online chatter questioning if she only won because of your connections. What’s your take on that?”

“Pure nonsense. She entered the contest and started her own jewelry brand, Horizon Group, without looping me in at all.” Brandon said this with a smirk and a shrug.

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“Why keep you out of it?”

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“She says I have lousy taste.” He shrugged again, poking fun at himself.

“So, do you have good taste?” the host joked.

“Absolutely! If I didn’t, how would I have ended up with her?”

Brianna let out a grossed–out “Ew,” goosebumps prickling her arms.

She thought, ‘What the hell has gotten into Mr. Levy? Is this his idea of showing off our marriage?‘

This whole devoted–husband routine threw her for a loop. In all their years together, he’d never acted this

smitten.

Brianna rolled her eyes, cringing hard enough to make her toes curl, then snapped the video off and started packing up to leave.

Reflecting on how he usually operated, she knew he always projected a perfect family image to the outside world.

She’d barely made it to the parking lot when her phone rang. “Hello?”

“Hey, where are you?” Brandon asked.

“What’s up?”

“What are you in the mood for? I’ll swing by and pick you up.”

Brianna held the phone out to confirm. It was really Brandon. She thought, ‘What is his deal today?‘

“I’ve got stuff to handle,” she turned him down.

On the other end, Brandon stared at his screen. He thought, ‘What is going on with her? Spending our anniversary together, isn’t that exactly what she’s always craved?‘

He paused for a moment, his tone deepening. “Does it absolutely have to be today?”

“Yeah.”

“Alright then.” Brandon ended the call. He was the type to respect people’s space and never force the issue.

Hanging up left him with an odd sense of unease.

Brianna drove back to the Harper family house.

As she thought about it, this was the first time in seven years of marriage that their anniversary meant zilch to her.

Love was a funny thing. When you were fixated on it, that person became your whole universe. Every little gesture or word pulled at your heart. But once you moved on, it was all just a hazy dream, lighter than a

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During dinner, her phone pinged.

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