After Divorce Billionaire Ex Found Me Pregnant

Deep within, Will could hear a tone of guilt dripping from his masters words. He forced his lips into a thin line and gave a small and subtle nod. "That I can not answer. Perhaps you should have a conversation with the Madam." His answer disappointed Gabriel but he understood there were certain things a butler could say and certain things he couldn't.

So it was up to him to plant hos butt down and have a conversation with Leonica, which he doubt would happen anytime soon as she could barely seat ten minutes with him without making a snide remark, grumbling underneath her breath, or dressing away from him as if his touch was lava, OR, he could try to recover his memories, even if it was just broken fragments.

As much as his body enjoyed being in Leonica's presence, breathing in the oxygen mixed with the pleasant smell of her rosy perfume, the second option was looking like the most doable.

As if on cue, his fingers squeezed around the photo in his hand and he recalled he was holding something. His gaze drifted down and soon landed on the girl's face and something snapped in place.

She was the very same girl that had flashed in his memory the day he had spoken with Leonica at the hospital.

The realization, although brief, provided an information that he had been overlooking so far.

If he could find out who this girl is, then maybe he could learn a thing or two from her and regain fragments of his memory and the easiest way to do so was

"Mr. Bryce, are you done here?" Will asked as he watched Gabriel March in the direction of his study.

The male shot only look over his shoulder and instructed. "Put them away, carefully." With those instructions left, he stepped into the comfort of his study, racing towards his computer.

Luckily, there wasn't any password on it when he turned it on. Taking a picture of the photo he had been holding with the new phone Bill had gotten for him, his old one stored somewhere in his car for safe keeping until he recovered his memory and recalled the password places on it, he quickly transferred it to the computer and went to google search

His mouse icon found the picture search option and after choosing the picture he had uploaded, he waited for it to load.

The wait was almost excruciating long, but the moment it loaded, enough information was displayed for Gabriel to consider it worth the while.

read the name of the young newscaster off his

now he has a name

his investigation when an article below her biography caught his attention. Reading it had

read 'FAMOUS NEWSCASTER ANGELINA FERNANDEZ,

of the ride home about how he hated being separated from his source of infinite Ice cream and Event demanded that his mother stocked their house just like his father's or else he was sure

was somewhere in between trying not to crash their vehicle while replaying

time she recalled what had happened with Angelina's

the volce in the back of her head whined and she caught herself before she could join in, questioning why it even mattered to her that Gabriel's recovery could be attributed to the very same woman who had tried to murder their son and

her fingers around

she

right now, she didn't. No, not even ten percent, thought in a convincing manner, nearly biting

Yau Pricey Stutt

another convincing lie to cover up any disturbing

and secured within the confines of his trusty seatbelt. But as much

no, to be more accurate, the words written in big, bold, red letters

Vandalized

front of Leonica's gate with his hand on his hips, Leonardo read out loud the words that

think even though he was aware that the person, or people that could answer said question had fled several

call from her, close to an hour back. Leonica had sounded calm and composed, so when she told him something had happened, he

into his pocket, Leonardo sighed, deep frown marring his features as he turned around to watch his sister saunter through the entrance of her house and towards him, having freshly dropped Ashley with Grace who had coincidentally came back from her visit to the main estate, not