Billionaire's Regret Finding Her (Caitlin and Sebastian) novel Chapter 696

Chapter 696

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The moment Ignatius heard the voice shouting behind him, his scalp went numb. Panic surged through him, and he instinctively quickened his pace toward the exit.

“That’s right! Turn him in, and the reward is all yours!” Tyler shouted to the man who had spoken up.

The man pointed straight toward the door of the Seventh Door. “It’s him! That old man in the black coat- he’s Ignatius!”

Everyone turned in unison. Ignatius realized, in that instant, that his own subordinate had betrayed him. He broke into a sprint, shoving through the crowd, desperate to escape.

“Stop him!” Tyler roared, charging after him as the others followed.

Tourists screamed and stumbled, falling over one another. Ignatius didn’t hesitate to trample anyone in his way, clawing for survival as chaos erupted.

Tyler and Vaughn forced their way through the bodies, chasing him toward the front entrance.

“Stop, or we’ll shoot!” Tyler bellowed.

Ignatius didn’t slow.

A gunshot cracked through the air. “Bang!”

The bullet missed, but the sound froze him for half a heartbeat. He dove into a car, fumbling for the keys, desperate to flee. But before he could start the engine, the Obsidian Order surrounded him–guns drawn, a dozen barrels aimed at his head.

Sebastian stepped out from the building, his coat still smelling faintly of gunpowder. He walked straight to the car. “Get him out of there.”

The operatives yanked Ignatius from the vehicle and shoved him to his knees before Sebastian. Tyler reached out, grabbed his head–and ripped away a gray wig. Beneath it, he tore off a thin silicone mask.

The old, familiar face beneath was unmistakable.

The same face Sebastian had seen once before at the Yuncey estate.

Ignatius.

“At last,” Sebastian said coldly. “We’ve got you, you old fox.”

He motioned to his men. “Take him away.”

As Ignatius was dragged off in chains, Sebastian ordered cars to be prepared. “We’re not done yet,” he said. “There’s still one old man left to deal with–Dustin.”

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Back at the Jonathan Family estate, Caitlin asked to see Jasmine one last time before she left.

They met in a quiet room Jasmine sat on the floor, wrists bound, her once–immaculate hair now disheveled. When she saw Caitlin enter, she broke down completely, sobbing.

“It’s all your fault!” she cried. “You did this to me! You ruined me!”

Her voice was raw, filled with hatred.

“How can you blame me?” Caitlin replied, calm as ever. “If you hadn’t gone against me, I’d never have suspected you. You could have kept living as the Jonathan heiress. Whether as Hector’s daughter or Fletcher’s, you’d still have had Jonathan blood in your veins, and no one would have questioned you. But you couldn’t help yourself–you picked a fight. You made your own ruin.”

“You came to laugh at me, didn’t you?” Jasmine spat through her tears. “Are you happy now? Are you satisfied? I’ve lost everything–everything!”

Caitlin looked at her for a long moment, then said quietly, “You still have your looks. If you can truly repent and let go of your greed, you can start again. You could still build a new life, somewhere else.”

Jasmine gave a bitter laugh. “Start again? Do you think it’s that easy?”

She had become Liliana. Her face was no longer her own. Even if she wanted to start over, who would she be now? With her true identity exposed, she was nothing.

“The choice is yours,” Caitlin said. “But let me tell you something. The things you chased after–power, wealth, status–they were never truly yours. You gave up love and family for illusions. And now, you’ve lost both. Do you even know what’s become of your real family since you left the US?”

Jasmine blinked, confused. “What do you mean?”

“Your brother’s in prison,” Caitlin said evenly. “And your mother… she’s dead.”

“What?” Jasmine’s voice cracked. “No…. that’s not true!”

“It’s true,” Caitlin replied. “She died trying to save her son. She kidnapped my daughter, fell from the fifth floor, and didn’t survive.”

Jasmine collapsed to her knees, clutching her head, crying uncontrollably. “Mother… no…

She had thought that if all else failed, she could return home, find her family, start over. But now–there was nothing left.

“I heard from Hector, Caitlin went on. “They’re charging you with fraud. You won’t be staying here at the Jonathan estate. Whatever happens next is up to you.”

Having said her piece, Caitlin turned toward the door.

“Caitlin!” Jasmine cried out desperately, her voice breaking. “I’m sorry! Please… forgive me! Please, don’t let them send me to prison! I don’t want to go to jail! I’ll do anything–please, take me back with you! Let me go home! I just want to see my mother one last time…”

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Caitlin stopped in the doorway, her back still to her.

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“A simple ‘sorry doesn’t erase the pain you caused,” she said quietly. “And I don’t forgive people who tried to destroy me. As for going home–when you’ve served your sentence and learned to live as a decent human being, maybe then you can.”

She took a deep breath, then walked out, never looking back.

From that moment on, the feud between them was finished.

Whatever became of Jasmine–life or death–no longer concerned her.

Later that afternoon, Caitlin prepared to leave the Jonathan estate. The family gathered to see her off. She and Hector had already agreed on her return once the restitution was complete. She would travel with Matthew to Thompson Global Ventures to finalize the recovery of the stolen assets.

On the drive there, Caitlin received a message from Magnus–a simple one letting her know he had arrived safely back in Sanctis, A Country.

When Magnus returned home, his first stop was his mother’s residence. He spoke briefly with her about his trip to D Country before going to see his father.

Leif VI had been waiting anxiously for days. When his son entered, his eyes lit up. “Well? How did it go?”

“Everything went smoothly, Father,” Magnus said.

He dismissed the attendants and guards, then sat beside his father. “I met Caitlin.”

Leif VI hesitated. “Does she know…?”

“Not yet,” Magnus answered. “I didn’t tell her.”

Leif VI nodded slowly. Magnus continued, recounting all that had happened in D Country. When he finished, Leif’s expression turned grave. “That girl is surrounded by danger.”

“Don’t worry,” Magnus reassured him. “I left people behind to watch over her. She’ll be safe. Caitlin is stronger and wiser than you think.”

He reached into his coat and took out a small transparent bag. Inside was a strand of dark hair. “This,” he said, “is the most important thing I brought back. It’s hers. If you give me some of your hair or nails, I can have a test done”

Leif VI’s hands trembled slightly, but he nodded. “All right.”

Magnus carefully clipped a few of his father’s nails, sealed them in the same bag, then clasped his hand.

“Father,” he said with quiet conviction, “wait for my good news.”