The Billionaire's Regret: Ruining My Arrogant Ex

Goodbye Elena

Previously on Billionaire's Regret:

Ethan Thorne not only broke Elena's heart, but also shattered her self-esteem. Elena's father reveals an old secret: he was once a part of the Thorne empire. Now, becoming 'Elena Vaughn,' Elena is ready to embark on a difficult journey to regain her father's lost honor and take revenge on Ethan. Now Continue...

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In the stillness of the night, it was still raining lightly outside, but inside the room, a fire burned in Elena's heart that no storm could extinguish. Her father placed the dusty file on the table and looked deeply into Elena's eyes.

"daughter," he said in a heavy voice, "that friend of mine, Marcus Vaughn, is a name that makes even the most powerful tycoons tremble in the business world of Switzerland and Singapore. He's a tough man. He's looking for a partner to inherit his legacy who is not only smart but also has an iron will. I'll call him only if you're willing to work hard."

Elena held her father's trembling hands. The tears had dried from her eyes, replaced by a cold ruthlessness. "Father, the old Elena no longer exists in this world. Ethan Thorne killed her on the street that night. Now only that girl lives, determined to avenge herself. I will work day and night, I will give my soul, I just need the strength to bring that man to his knees."

The father nodded slowly. "Okay, daughter, I'll talk to Marcus. He owes me, he won't refuse you. But remember, the journey there won't be easy. You'll have to give up your identity, your simplicity, and your tenderness. Now go and get some rest."

Elena went to her room, but sleep eluded her. She stared out the window into the darkness. She remembered Ethan's cruel face, his sneering expression as he pushed Elena off the platform. "Ethan Thorne," she muttered, "the countdown to your downfall begins tonight."

The next morning, when the first rays of sunlight entered Elena's room, she looked like a completely different person. There was no fear on her face, but a strange sense of peace—the peace that comes after a big decision.

Just then, her phone rang. It was her best and only friend, dolly.

"Elena! Are you crazy? Where are you? Why didn't you come to college today? Professor Mehra was asking for your assignment," dolly's chirpy voice sounded on the other end of the phone.

Elena's eyes moistened for a moment, but she composed herself. "Dolly... I won't come to college again. Maybe never."

Dolly's throat went dry. "What? Why? What happened? Is everything alright?"

Elena took a deep breath. She didn't want to tell dolly about the Ethan incident. "Dolly, my dad has an old business connection. I'm getting an opportunity to go to Singapore to further my studies and career. I'm leaving tomorrow."

"Singapore? So soon? How will you live there alone?" Dolly cried, worried.

An idea came to Elena's mind. In the strange world of Singapore, she would need a reliable companion. Dolly had always been her shield. "Dolly... you've always wanted to go abroad, right? You have a passport. Will you come with me? We'll study together and build a career together. Dad says he won't worry if I have someone close to me there."

There was silence on the phone for a few moments. Then dolly chirped, "Elena! Are you serious? If you're with me, I'm ready to go anywhere. I'll feel awkward alone, but together, we'll conquer the world! Tell me what I need to pack?"

Elena explained everything to her with a smile. She knew that dolly's loyalty would be her greatest strength.

After hanging up the phone, Elena went to the kitchen where her father was preparing breakfast. "Dad, did you hear anything? Did Uncle Marcus say yes?"

Father turned and a small smile appeared on his face. "Yes, dear, Marcus is very happy. He said he will treat you like his own daughter and give you all the training you need. Your flight is tomorrow morning."

Elena said hesitantly, "Dad, dolly is also going with me. Can she stay there with me?"

Her father placed a hand on her shoulder. "That's very good, dear. You'll need a friend on this difficult journey. I've told Marcus, and he's made all the arrangements for both of you. Dolly's support will not weaken you, but will make you stronger."

Elena hugged her father tightly. She knew she was leaving her father in this state, but she also knew that when she returned, they would have everything Ethan's father had taken from them.

"Get ready, Miss Vaughn," her father said softly. "The time for looking back is over. Tomorrow morning will be the first day of your new life."

Elena began packing her bag. She left behind her 'blue dress' and the 'yellow rose', which had now withered. Those things belonged to the old Elena she was leaving behind.

Now she was just Elena Vaughn.

Just then, there was a frantic knock on the old wooden door of Elena's house. Elena, who hadn't slept all night, opened the latch with trembling hands. Dolly stood in front of her, her breathing labored and her face drenched in sweat.

"Elena! You... are you alright, friend?" Dolly hugged Elena tightly as she entered, as if to reassure her that she was safe.

Elena said with a faint smile, "Yes, dear, I'm fine. But why are you so nervous? What happened?"

Dolly didn't say anything; she just took out her phone with trembling hands, opened f*******:, and held it out to Elena. "Dude, check out what's going on in the college groups. That Ethan... that devil posted a video of last night's party. Look at the title—'Entertainment of the Night'."

As Elena played the video, the same laughter of the rich echoed in her ears again. The video clearly showed how Ethan humiliated her, mocked her father's "chef" status, and finally pushed her off the stage. The video spread like wildfire on social media. Thousands of people were leaving nasty comments. Some called her "greedy," others "a worthless girl."

Elena's eyes darkened for a moment. Ethan had exposed the humiliation she'd been trying to forget in the dark of the night.

Dolly's eyes filled with tears. "Sister, don't be afraid. I'm with you. Why are you running away like this? We'll go to the police, we'll file a case against him! No matter how big a businessman he is, he's not above the law."

Elena suddenly fell silent. The pain on her face had now turned into a cold, stony hardness. She removed Dolly's hand and stared out the window at the deserted street.

"The police, Dolly?" There was a strange tinge in Elena's voice. "Ethan Thorne is a man who carries the law in his pocket. Will the police catch him? No, Dolly. They'll just do the paperwork, and the next day Ethan will be driving around in his fancy car again. I want to see him not behind bars, but in the ashes of ruin."

Elena turned to Dolly; her eyes were no longer that of the innocent college girl. "Dolly, you're my best friend. Today I want a promise from you. I'm going away from here, far away. I'm not going to kill myself, but to turn myself into a sword. But for the world... for the world, from today on, Elena is dead."

Elena went to a corner of her room. An old bucket was burning there. She took out the yellow rose and her personal diary in front of Dolly, in which she had written countless poems and heartfelt words for Ethan.

"Look here, Dolly," Elena said, setting the diary on fire. "I've burned every feeling that made me weak. My love for Ethan, my simplicity, my innocence... everything has been consumed in this fire."

She held her friend's hand, staring at the flames. "Promise me, Dolly, you won't tell anyone where I am. If anyone asks, tell them Elena gave up and disappeared somewhere. When I return, people will know me as 'Miss Vaughn'. From now on, Elena Vaughn is my identity."

Dolly sobbed and embraced Elena. "I promise, Elena. I'll die but I won't let anyone know. But take care of yourself, friend. This path is very difficult."

Just then, a taxi pulled up outside. Elena's father picked up his old bag and gestured to Elena. Elena picked up her small suitcase. She was no longer unsure.

Dolly came to see her off at the door. "Will going to Singapore really change everything?" Dolly asked timidly.

Elena put on her glasses as she got into the taxi. "Going to Singapore is just the beginning, Dolly. When I return, Ethan Thorne's fate will be in my hands. He made fun of my poverty, didn't he? Now I will take out the funeral procession of his wealth."

As the taxi pulled toward the airport, Elena looked back at her small home for the last time. The home that held her memories, the city that had wounded her. Now, before her was a sea of clouds and the fire of revenge in her heart that would take her to a new world.

Will Elena and Dolly's secret plan shake Ethan Thorne's vast empire? Will Elena find the power in the unknown streets of Singapore that will transform her from an ordinary girl into a "business queen"? And the biggest question of all—what will happen to Ethan when he discovers that the girl he once dismissed as trash has now become his mortal enemy?