After Divorce Billionaire Ex Found Me Pregnant

"I saw the conference video today, luce mia." Owen's voice boomed from Leonica's phone as she had him on FaceTime. "You did great."

"I know." Came Leonica's answer as she finished changing into her to be and sat in front of the camera. "I know I did good because everything went according to plan. Well, everything but Florence's appearance." She muttered the last part, but Owen caught on quickly. "Florence Winslow? The reporter who you had an interview with? What of her?" He asked.

Leonica contemplated telling the entire story. For some reason, she felt like telling Owen about Jamil wasn't the smartest choice. It was like Owen held an unspoken vendetta for the male.

But then again, maybe she was over thinking it. Owen wasn't that type of person, and holding a grudge for someone he barely knew wasn't something he'd do.

So with a shrug, she spoke. "Florence works for Jamil Vanadas," This words were enough to get Owen feeling more alert than he previously was. "Her questions seemed kind of..." Leonica knitted her brows, trying to place her finger on the right word. "Rehearsed. Every line sounded as if she had planned that one question over and over in her head. But even that wasn't as disturbing as the fact that Jamil happened to show up after the conference."

Owen's expression was dark and serious, and it didn't go unnoticed by Leonica. "Owen?"

"Sorry, I got a bit distracted." He flashed her a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes. "And what did Vanadas want?"

Now Leonica really doubted if she should say what Jamil really wanted. She knew that look on Owen's face. He was Jealous.

"Nothing important," She brushed it off. "Anyway, enough about me, how's your trip going?"

Owen shrugged. "Same as usual, boring and tiring. Although the shot is meant to wrap up next week."

"I see," Leonica hummed as she reached out and grabbed her laptop. "So, you should be back home by next week, right? Wanna get dinner with me when you're back?" "Would love to luce mia. I have rehearsals to get back to, but be sure to call me if you need anything."

"Will do." Leonica said and reached for her phone, about to end the call when Owen spoke up.

"Do me a favor, luce mia?" When she hummed, giving him the green light to continue on, Owen added. "Please be careful around Jamil. He's up to something, I can tell." Leonica smiled. "I know, but don't worry. I can handle myself."

"I know you can, but I can't help but be concerned. After all, with everything going on, he can suddenly decide to capitalize on the opportunity."

"Capitalize on the opportunity?" Leonica repeated more to herself rather than asked a question, as a bunch settled in.

"Yeah. Is everything alright."

"Yeah, I just...thought of something. I'll talk to you later."

"Sure luce mia. Good luck at the party."

address from where the article was sent and compared it to

to herself.

she thought about it, the more

too obvious. Jamil's been using Florence and his media company as a way to smear her father's name and make it so that the

knight in shining armor, save her and have her falling into

Leonica didn't have the attention to ponder all about her scummy ex

the security feed she had watched, it was obvious that Irene had an accomplice, so just

a pawn like Irene?

sighed as her brain started to hurt. So many things were going

really hated it when things got out of hand like

She thought as she closed her laptop and tucked

even twenty, all of them would be the

the means to take

did have the

all she had to do was wait patiently for

was their lose

large manor built on the hills a far corner of Norway was beautifully decorated and big enough

and reporters that

invited.

a fish out of water, if not for the fact that she had been getting a taste of this sort of life while being married

mood

mood

walking through the entrange double door, Benjamin

Their legitimate daughter.

pulling Benjamin down, which hadn't changed, Irene couldn't help but feel of the family Leonica had. They

thought once again crossed her mind, blooming like a rose in its blooming

So what right

it back, all that belonged to her

who had been standing beside her, asked

as she turned and noticed

resemblance is evident, I'm sure she's the illegitimate child." One

Another shook their head, giving Irene a look of scrutiny that she