After Divorce Billionaire Ex Found Me Pregnant

There was a knock on Gabriel's office door, momentarily distracting him from the paperwork on his table.

"Enter," He called. The door was pushed open and Billy, poked his head through the crack.

"Sir, sorry for the interruption, but I've got something urgent for you."

Gabriel glanced at the papers in his hands, before nodding. "Come in."

Billy did just that and shut the door behind him. Walking towards the male's desk, he placed a white envelope on the table.

"A while ago you asked me to look Into the individual whom had been digging into the Romero family's past," He stopped, waiting for his boss's reaction before continuing.

Gabriel, picked the envelope and opened it, pulling out the contents and his brows arched the moment his eyes landed on the picture in his hand.

"Who is he?" He asked, looking up at Billy.

"His name is Jamil Vanadas," Billy explained. "He's the current CEO of Herox Media and owns several branches and subsidiaries in the Middle East of Mexico and further investigation showed that he and Ms. Romero were quite...close in high school." Gabriel narrowed his eyes. "Close? As in best friends?"

Hesitantly, Billy shook his head. "Not exactly, but they were more than just friends, they were...well, lovers."

"Lovers?" Gabriel asked calmly, but the look in his eyes was anything but calm.

"Yes. And," The assistant quickly scrambled to change the subject before the air became any more tense. "It is suspected that Mr. Jamil is the mastermind behind the recent events."

"How is that?" Gabriel questioned, finally tearing his eyes off the photo in his hand and looking at Billy.

"Like I said earlier, Herox Media owns many subsidiaries, which includes media, a few of the news articles published recently, were all published under IP addresses linked to the company."

"Hmm," Gabriel hummed as he placed the papers down. "Good job Billy. Please tell me when you have more information."

"Of course sir," The man bowed, but before he could leave the office, Gabriel asked.

"And Doctor Bailey? Have you been keeping an eye on him?"

"Of course, Sir, I've kept an eye on him as you requested."

"Good. Be sure to inform me if he tries to reach across to Leonica."

Billy hesitated in answering. He for one, wasn't a huge fan of keeping tabs on strangers phone calls, but at this point, with Gabriel's recently weirdly developed attitude, it was clear to him that his obedience was the only thing keeping his job intact. One wrong move and he could say goodbye to his cushy job and hello unemployment.

So he simply nodded his head.

"Yes sir."

Even though Leonica had been aware that something of sort was going to happen, she found handling the press's constant interview invites, media's unrelenting probing in her life and everyday watchful eyes, more annoying than she had thought. If anything, she could tell her father was having it the worst, not knowing how much his family and family name would be affected after this whole thing was over.

lot of calls and letters, some from the shareholders of his other businesses, some from the employees, and

did he show how affected he was, because his family,

woman was quiet, keeping everything inside while monitoring

cared, she had

Leonica gave her the same tight lipped smile as the lady finished the final touches to her hair. The

it shined and

plus for the interview

you, Anna." Leonica thanked the makeup artists which had been hired by Kennedy, who

should be thanking you, madam. It was an honor to do

smile. "Please, the

at the door and Kennedy, who was waiting outside the room,

the conference starts in five minutes."

"Understood, thank you, Kennedy."

back at the mirror

madam," Anna offered as Leonica walked towards

replied with a soft smile as she left the

buzzing with reporters

a deep breath, steadying herself, before making her way to

you all

the room became dead silent and everyone's

before continuing. "As you may already know, I'm here to speak on the behalf of my family, to clear up as many things as possible concerning the circulating rumors." She looked around the room, making eye contact with as many people

truth is, Irene Rosewood is indeed, the first daughter

silence was interrupted by gasps and murmurs, but Leonica paid them no mind. She kept her mind straight, sticking to the script she

was a child

we won't welcome her into our family. In fact, as I speak,

to accept the sudden appearance of a stranger?" Leonica chuckled and shook her head. "To us, she isn't a stranger. Ever since learning of her existence, I've taken Irene as

but of course the press didn't know this and they happily gobbled up her answer, discussing amongst themselves about how Leonica

a few seconds had gone by when another reporter rose her hand. "How is the first madam reacting to the sudden appearance of

to respond. "My mother was a little shocked at first, but she too, is warming up to Irene and I'm glad for

murmurs followed and a few more questions were thrown about here

Leonica glanced at her watch and realized it was time to

last question, please." A female reporter stood up when she said this and it only took her a few seconds to recognize the

conference began,

was wondering what exactly happened? Did Mr. Romero heartlessly turn his back on the family he had irresponsibly began building in a bid to marry Cassandra Romero, the previous heiress of Pandora Holdings, thus abandoning

the room was filled with a deafening silence. Everyone's eyes were glued to

she didn't know how to answer that question. Out of everything she had planned

perhaps hiding something? Do you, yourself, have an ulterior motive for being so accepting of your father's illegitimate child?" At the sound of the accusation,

about the past? Do you, by chance, have a grudge against the Romero family? Or, are you perhaps trying to impose something?" Now

I'm just doing my job as a reporter

my sister is getting the justice she deserves, so, please respect the Romero family's privacy and know your boundaries." This time, it was

at the introduction party this coming Saturday. Goodbye." With