Billionaire's Regret Finding Her (Caitlin and Sebastian) novel Chapter 14

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Did they really think Caitlin was someone they could bully?

When Caitlin decided to come to The Vanderbilt Family to fulfill her promise as the “luck-bringing bride,” she had already done her homework. She knew all about the secrets and skeletons in the family’s closet, including Grace’s checkered past. Grace, after all, had used her beauty to win over Sebastian’s father, Raymond, but no one knew what dark history lay behind that façade.

Caitlin didn’t plan to air Grace’s dirty laundry—not yet. They still had to see each other daily, after all. But if Grace dared provoke her again, Caitlin couldn’t guarantee she wouldn’t retaliate.

Caitlin’s words struck a nerve with Grace, who hadn’t expected such boldness. The more Grace thought about it, the more alarmed she became. Caitlin was clearly no pushover.

Could Kelly have told Caitlin something before her passing?

Did Caitlin know about those things from her past?

If she did, how much?

If this woman truly knew too much, then Grace would have to find a way to silence her for good.

“Fine, you sharp-tongued little witch! Yasmin, let’s go!” Grace barked, storming out of the mansion. Yasmin threw Caitlin one last venomous glare before following her aunt out.

Lucy, who had watched the entire exchange, felt an odd sense of satisfaction. Finally, someone had managed to shut down those demons in disguise!

With the unwelcome guests gone, Caitlin scooped Howard into her arms and headed upstairs. “Howard, tonight you can sleep with Mommy. Would you like that?”

Howard nodded enthusiastically.

“Alright, but you’ll have to play on your own for a little while. Mommy needs to help your daddy take a bath first. Once I’m done, I’ll come back to you. Okay?”

The little boy nodded again. The thought of sharing a bed with Mommy tonight made his eyes light up—he had never experienced this before!

After settling Howard back in his room, Caitlin returned to the master bedroom. Hearing her footsteps, Sebastian asked, “Are they gone?”

“They’re gone,” Caitlin replied. “Even your precious Yasmin left. Should I call her back so you two can catch up?” She smirked as she teased him.

“You dare? Don’t act like you know everything!” Sebastian snapped, his tone annoyed. He didn’t even like Yasmin—her feelings for him were entirely one-sided.

“Fine, then.” Caitlin shrugged and turned to leave.

“Hey! Where are you going?” Sebastian called after her.

“Why do you care where I’m going?” she shot back, her voice laced with sarcasm.

Sebastian clenched his jaw in frustration. This woman was insufferable! Why did it feel like she was here just to torture him?

Before he could stew on it further, Caitlin returned, carrying a basin of warm water and a clean towel. Hearing the sound of water splashing, Sebastian asked suspiciously, “What are you doing?”

Without a word, Caitlin pressed the warm towel onto his face.

“Hey, you—!”

She began wiping his face, but her movements were anything but gentle. It felt less like a cleansing and more like she was scrubbing a stubborn stain off a table—with a hefty dose of pent-up frustration to boot.

“Can’t you call me by my name?” Caitlin retorted, slapping the towel back into the basin.

“Caitlin! Are you here to take care of me or torture me?” Sebastian grumbled in protest.

“What do you think? Your life is in my hands now, so you’d better behave yourself!” she warned, moving on to wipe his arms.

Sebastian was utterly exasperated. This woman had the audacity to steal his signature line! Still, he decided to let it go. “What were you talking about with them downstairs?” he asked, changing the subject.

“Your precious Yasmin wants to stay here to take care of you. Grace suggested I leave tomorrow.”