After Divorce Billionaire Ex Found Me Pregnant

I Believe The Word You're Looking For Is 'Pursuing'

Arvan had just seen to it that Daisy was put to bed by her nanny, for an early evening nap when he was informed that Leonica was at the gate waiting for his approval to be let in.

He made his way down after doing so and went towards the main Hall. Along the way, he adjusted his dress and stopped a couple of times to fix his hair, momentarily contemplating if he should get a hair cut. By the time he had reached the hall, Leonica was already sitting on the sofa, her side profile facing him as she took in the beauty of his

home.

The moment he began approaching her with slow and calculated steps, Leonica took notice of him and glanced in his direction, a small smile adorning her lips.

"You're finally here." He greeted, stopping a couple of feet from where she sat.

Leonica took one last look at his house before commenting. "A beautiful home you have here, Arvan."

"Thanks." He said, flashing her a smile which she didn't hesitate to mirror. "So, about the files..."

"Yes." Leonica nodded and rose to her feet. "Is it available now?"

Arvan nodded his head, letting her know that a messenger had dropped said file off thirty minutes before her arrival. "They're in my office," He told her, pointing towards the direction of his office. "Shall we?" Leonica nodded and followed him when he began walking.

"Here it is," He announced once they had reached his office, gesturing to the table which contained a pile of files. "The whole folder." Leonica neared the table and picked one of the file's up, flicking through its content and taking in the information written on the first page.

"Lana Winslow," She read the name of the female culprit, eyes racking over her ordinary feature, but most of all, she didn't look like someone Leonica had bumped shoulders with.

So why vandalize her property?

The answer to said question came in the next paragraph.

"Leonica Romero is a woman of lose morals. She pretends to be a saint, acting all high, mighty and innocent, but behind close doors, she had indecent and sinful relationship with a men of higher status, all to satisfy her greed for power. So it was no surprise to me when I learnt that my Owen Boo had fallen in love with her. As much as I hate to admit it, that woman has the looks and charms to make even the senator crawl at her feet."

Read the culprit's testimony.

"Owen Boo?" Leonica whispered, a hint of amusement in her voice.

"It appears that Miss Lana was a fan of Mr. Owen Lee." Arvan explained, stepping closer and awkwardly clearing his throat like he had not read about what Lana said about him in her testimony.

Leonica snorted and shook her head, closing the file and placing it back on the table.

"How old is she?" She asked.

"Eighteen."

Leonica nodded, taking in the information. "So she's a college student who has nothing better to do with her life rather than being a crazy fan who runs around like a mad dog, barking at whoever lays eyes on Owen?" Arvan nodded his head, once again choosing to ignore another ball in the court. The way Leonica was addressing Owen with little to no formality.

have concluded." He informed her, taking a seat in the chair in front of the table

the same.

and sunk into

why?" Leonica asked again as if to confirm once more. When Arvan nodded, a

riled up, thinking that Ashley's attacker

The Wid You're Looking For Is

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felt relieved, now knowing that Ashley was safe and no

knew it was this simple, he'd laugh. She snorted

voice snapped her

no, I was just... Thinking, about something." She dismissed his concerning, waving a hand in

confirmed, surprised when she saw his facial features lit up

I've given them strict orders to make sure she is punished according to the laws." He added in, wanting to lighten her mood more than it already was. Leonica

you, it isn't." He said, flashing her a smile and dialing a number on the phone. "Would you care for something to

any longer than I already have." Leonica

as long as you want." Arvan dismissed, when he saw the look on her face, clearly still hesitant to leave, he added

but you can leave if you want. As much as I want you around, I can never force you to stay, that won't be a very gentlemanly move towards the woman I admire. So, would you like

that so," Leonica repeated, her brain trying to process his blatant advance, before the question he had asked. "Sure." She finally responded, accepting

do." Arvan informed

"Then yes,

please."

glasses of wine coming right up." He said, a smile gracing his lips

cook about the drinks.

conversation ended, Arvan sat on

moment to scan the outfit he was wearing. It was

slippers and his hair, which was usually held in a half

a serious and intimidating aura around him

He asked, noticing the way

She replied. "You just look," She paused, chuckling as she scanned his outfit once

his voice not wavering from its usual confident

smiling slightly. "I'm not sure,

way

"You shouldn't."

had Leonica cheeks turning pink. There he goes again, having his smooth ways with words,

was time she stopped trying to avoid each of their confessions and

keep saying

broke out across Arvan's

a move

"Am I not?"