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

not once did he show how affected he was, because his family, his children,

for Cassandra, the woman was quiet, keeping everything inside while monitoring Irene's every step in

was safe to say the illegitimate child was walking on eggshells in her very own home. But it wasn't like Leonica cared, she had other things to think of, namely the press

same tight lipped smile as the lady finished the final touches to her hair. The lady had done a good job, she noted as

combed till it shined and her makeup was just as

that was a plus for the interview she was about to

the makeup artists which had been hired by Kennedy, who gave her a gentle

be thanking you, madam. It was an honor to

"Please, the honor is

at the door and Kennedy, who was waiting outside

Romero, the conference starts in five minutes."

"Understood, thank you, Kennedy."

back at the mirror one last time, before pushing her chair back

as Leonica walked towards

know," She replied with a soft smile as

buzzing with reporters the moment

took a deep breath, steadying herself, before making

thank you

the room became dead silent and everyone's attention was

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

is indeed, the first daughter

murmurs, but Leonica paid them no mind. She kept her mind straight, sticking to the script she had

was a

not to say that we won't welcome her into our family. In fact, as I speak, she's already settled into our family's home. We're trying our best to make her feel welcomed and

family in anyway? After all, isn't it hard 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 the Big sister I've always wished

gobbled up her answer, discussing amongst themselves about how

when another reporter rose her hand. "How is the first madam

hesitate to respond. "My mother was a little shocked at first, but she too, is

and a few more questions were thrown about here and there, all which

of answering questions, Leonica glanced at her watch and

said this and it only took her a few seconds to recognize the familiar face.

conference began,

in the first place. Either have you mentioned anything about her birth mother, and so I 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,

filled with a deafening silence. Everyone's eyes were

question. Out of everything she had planned for, Florence showing

yourself, have an ulterior motive for being so accepting of your father's illegitimate child?" At the sound of the accusation, Leonica narrowed her eyes. Florence wasn't going to get the best

curious about the past? Do you, by chance, have a grudge against the Romero family? Or, are you perhaps trying to impose something?" Now all eyes were on Florence.

She shook her head. "Of course not, I'm just doing my job as a reporter and

Winslow, but my sister is getting the justice she deserves, so, please

party this coming Saturday. Goodbye." With that, the lights in the room went off and Leonica