Billionaire's Regret Finding Her (Caitlin and Sebastian) novel Chapter 718

Magnus froze. “Wait–you mean your mother hasn’t actually been found?”

Caitlin sighed. “It’s complicated. The woman we found before wasn’t my mother. She was an impostor.”

“I see.”

Magnus could already tell from a few sentences that the situation was tangled and messy. Still, he could understand her urgency.

He thought for a moment, then said, “My uncle’s temper is… volatile. Most people can’t get near him. But he doesn’t guard himself against me. Here’s what I’m thinking–I could arrange for you to enter the palace.”

“Enter the palace?” Caitlin repeated cautiously.

“Yes,” Magnus nodded. “You can stay in the palace for a few days under an assumed identity. Once the time is right, I’ll take you to my uncle’s residence myself.”

He also thought this might be the perfect chance to let his father and Caitlin meet face–to–face.

Caitlin considered it, then nodded. “That could work.”

She knew Magnus was right. Charging straight at Maxwell would be reckless; she needed a way in first, a

transition.

Magnus added, “Give me a little time. Once everything’s ready, I’ll send you the details and documents. You’ll disguise yourself according to the identity I prepare.”

“Alright,” Caitlin agreed.

With Magnus’s help, the anxiety that had been pressing on her chest eased. For the first time in days, she could see a glimmer of hope.

After his meeting with Caitlin, Magnus hurried back to the government building and went straight to his office. He wrapped up his official work before stepping outside.

In the car parked across the street, a man sat waiting. When he saw Magnus emerge, he straightened immediately.

Magnus climbed into his car and left. The tail followed discreetly.

His car drove straight through the gates of the royal palace. Watching from a distance, the shadow picked up his phone and reported, “Your Majesty, the prince has finished his duties and returned to the palace.”

“Good. Keep watching. Any time he leaves the palace, I want to know immediately.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

Magnus went directly to find his father.

Leif VI had finished his therapy and was now reading documents in his study. When Magnus entered, he set his pen down and asked, “Back so soon?”

Magnus glanced toward the door. He knew his mother’s servants often lingered outside. He didn’t want anyone overhearing.

“Father,” he said quietly, “why don’t I take you for a walk in the garden?”

“Alright.”

Father and son left the study together. Heather’s spies hesitated to follow them too closely once they reached the gardens, forced instead to observe from afar.

“You met her?” Leif asked.

“Yes,” Magnus replied. “She came to Country A to deal with a lot of things. It’s complicated.”

He told his father everything Caitlin had shared. When Leif VI heard that the woman Caitlin had found was a fake, his hands gripped the arms of his wheelchair.

“What? A fake?”

Magnus nodded. “She and her people went through hell, only to find an impostor. You can imagine how devastated she is.”

Leif’s expression darkened. Not just Caitlin–he was distraught as well.

“If that woman was fake,” he murmured, “then where is the real Kelly?”

Magnus glanced around, then crouched beside his father’s wheelchair and lowered his voice. “Caitlin thinks her mother might be in my uncle’s hands.”

“What… Maxwell?” Leif’s voice trembled. “That’s impossible…”

But even as he said it, his chest tightened. His mind reeled at the thought.

“Father, please don’t get too worked up. We don’t have all the facts yet,” Magnus said quickly. “It’s more complicated than it sounds.”

Leif’s breath grew shallow. The pain in his heart was almost unbearable. For so many years, he had failed to protect Kelly and their children, leaving them to suffer the consequences of his choices.

He blinked back tears. “Magnus, listen to me. Help her. Do everything in your power to assist Caitlin and

resolve this.”

“I will, Father,” Magnus promised. “I’ve already arranged to bring her into the palace.”

Leif’s eyes widened. “Into the palace? That’s too dangerous.”

“Don’t worry,” Magnus said. “If we coordinate perfectly, no one will suspect a thing–not Mother, not Maxwell. Besides…” His gaze softened. “It’s a chance for you to finally see her.”

The words hit Leif like a thunderclap. The idea of seeing his daughter again made his heart pound with anticipation.

Magnus squeezed his father’s trembling hand. “I’ve already planned everything out. Here’s how we’ll do it…”

As Magnus explained the details, Leif listened intently, his expression softening from shock to determination. Finally, he nodded. “Alright. Let’s do it. Thank you, Magnus.”

Leif looked at the young man before him and felt a wave of pride. All these years of raising him hadn’t been

in vain.

When their discussion ended, Magnus pushed his father back to the royal quarters. He then called for the servants to attend to him.

As a maid brought tea, Leif deliberately pretended to fumble. The cup slipped, spilling hot tea across his hand and leg.

“Useless girl! Are you trying to burn me alive?” he roared, smashing the cup against the floor.

The maid dropped to her knees, trembling. “Forgive me, Your Majesty! I didn’t mean to! I’ll bring another at

once-”

“Another? You think I need your pity? You all look down on me because I’m crippled, don’t you?” Leif shouted again, his voice echoing down the corridor.

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