After Divorce Billionaire Ex Found Me Pregnant

"Take this down to H.R and have it processes immediately." She said, handing him a familiar file.

The stern tone in her voice had Kennedy curious about the files content, so after dropping off a cup of coffee for her, he peaked into it, surprised to see that she had already signed the termination contract for Bryce Empire that he had given her the last time. "Finally decided on signing the contract, huh?" He muttered to himself and went on to HR to have the process completed.

Leonica heard his words, but before she had the chance to respond, her intercom began ringing With a sigh, she picked it up, placing it close to her ear. "Romero speaking." She greeted blandly. Gang Ralpationa

"Ms. Romero, you have a visitor here waiting to see you." The receptionist informed.

Visitor? Leonica thought, groaning at the thought of Gabriel dragging his ass to her workplace and finding herself surprisingly content at the thought of either Arvan or Owen, Owen more than Arvan, showing up.

But before she jumped into conclusion, she decided to ask. "Who is it?"

The line was silent for a few seconds before the receptionist spoke again. "She says her name is Irene Rosewood, Ma'am."

Irene Rosewood, Leonica narrowed her eyes at the name. What was she doing here?

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"Ms. Romero, shall I tell her to come back another time?" The receptionist asked.

Yeah, and postpone her trouble onto another day where she also wouldn't be in the best mood? Not a chance.

"No, I'll see her now. Have her escorted to the visitor's lounge." Leonica instructed.

"Understood." The receptionist said and the phone call ended.

Standing up from her seat, Leonica adjusted her dress, straightened her posture and left her office.

As she walked into the lounge, the female was quick to notice her.

"MER B

Irene called out, the smile on her lips far from polite, not that Leonica cared. "Your empire is quite beautiful."

Small talk, Leonica rolled her eyes at the obvious attempt, sinking into the chair opposite Irene and shooting her a pointed and very much unimpressed look as she dismissed every effort of small talks and went straight to the point.

"Why are you here?" Her voice held a tone of indifference, arrogance, one would have mistaken it for had they not known her well enough.

Irene scowled on the inside, clearly having mistaken the two, and her impression of Leonica a few days ago wasn't making matters any better

Just you wait, the thought played out in the back of her mind, threatening a smile to break to the surface of her face.

It did, but she quickly masked it as a smile of intrigue. "Direct and simple, 1 like it." She chuckled and crossed her legs, placing her palms on top of her knee. "Well, I have a proposal for you."

head to the side, scanning the fake copy from head to toe while wondering what sort of proposal she had. What could

to play along for now. "Proposal?" She asked, trying her best to sound as intrigue as she would truly have been had she ran into the stylish fake in the

usb business partners.

went back to explaining. "And It's yet to get cloth and make up for their soon to be artists.

took everything In Leonica

dresses and makeup? To get her to take her paws off Arvan! How

her with a

said

very much wanting to keep the fo... someone who has such a

She had no intention of

Iran's small time fashion line. After their first meeting at Arvan's house, Leonica had done her research, wanting to know who the woman was that she constantly kept asking "do you know who I am? After much discovery, she found out that the only notable title she had was that of being Arvan's ex wife. Apart from that, she was just one of those try hard wannabes who had infinite amount of resources to spend on a business that didn't look like

yet here she was, trying to kill two birds, getting her away from Arvan and improving her fashion line's reputation

fuck told her money was a problem? Or partnership for that matter? And most of all, who put that Ludacris idea into her head that

Irene's expression fell into a frown, one that had Leonica smiling even wider. "No, thank you, Ms.

a scowl appearing on her

like yours, and thirdly, Arvan

the scowl on her face growing deeper as she remembered what Arvan had told her the

every intention of pursing Leonica and it was none of her business and neither could she do

that tramp seating in front of her, Irene Rosewood

"You don

business approach. "What happened

see me for? If yes," She stood

both being women, I advice that you take my offer. Honestly I don't care if you don't take the business offer, it

wife."

space, not anymore. But, now you're in the picture, ruining our only chance of getting back together. So, I'll ask this one more time,

you asking. Him, sure, but you, I don't think so." Leonica said and watched as Irene's expression completely

so?" she muttered. "Well, now I can't say I didn't try." Walking past, she purposely bumped shoulders with Leonica, stopping when the latter chuckles at her audacity. "Oh, and Ms. Romero, I see you've been trending on the hot tople as of late, you

seems to me like you're going to be trending longer than

leaving a very confused Leonica standing there, trying to figure out

hating all those cliffhanger sentences. It reminded her a lot

was still going

but ponder as she weaved through the work on her desk. By the time she had completed half of it, it was lunch

Leonica questioned the absence of her usual treats. She was about to speak again when she noticed the tablet in Kennedy's hand and took notice of

but she

hours since Irene had left, she had found a way to post a voice recording of the conversation they had just had, editing parts where she sounded like the bad person and inputting pre recorded voices that made Leonica sound like the Villainess. Now, a majority of people had their doubts, not believing the whole thing was real, but others believed it and had no throwing shade her way, especially those of

muttered, her brows creasing and her grip on her

"What should we

o issue with