After Divorce Billionaire Ex Found Me Pregnant

The Connection...

"What?!" Leonica bolted upright and rushed for the television remote, turning it on at once. She quickly found a news station and switched the channel to that.

"...two days ago. We're yet to receive an official statement from the police, but from our sources, it's been confirmed that cause of death was a stroke from Overworking." The news anchor on the screen announced.

"Death from overworking," Leonica parroted but she found it hard to believe, after all, the last time she had seen Jamil, he looked more than capable to fuck a thousand women.

So how come he was found dead from overworking?

"The company will be closed for the next week or two while the staff mourns his loss and we await the final statement from the police, thank you." The anchor added and Leonica switched off the television, turning back towards her phone. She parted her lips to speak, but honestly didn't know what to say. She hated Jamil, yes, but never wished death on him. So seeing the news of his sudden death, completely caught her off guard.

"But Ms. Romero, there's something I think you should know." The sound of Kennedy's voice snapped her out of her thought.

"What is it?" She demanded.

"The police found a small vile in the office of Mr. Vanadas, besides his body."

"A vile?" Leonica inquired.

"Yes, and the police have concluded that it contained some sort of antidote."

Leonica was silent. An antidote? Did that mean Jamil's death wasn't actually caused from overworking?

Someone killed him? Who?

Her brows narrowed. "Who found Jamil Vanadas?"

"Uh," There was a small pause as Kennedy pulled the paper out from the file his sources had delivered to him. "Florence Winslow."

Florence huh, Leonica felt like there was more to Jamil's death than met the eyes and even though her brain was telling her not to get involved, her gut feeling was pushing her into the opposite direction. For some reason, she felt like this also revolved around her.

"What's Florence Winslow's current location, Kennedy?" At her question, Kennedy turned to his laptop and typed a few things and the location of said girl popped up. "The general church." He informed.

A befitting place to be on Sunday, Leonica nodded at the thought. "Thanks, Kennedy." She finally responded, ending the call.

She tossed the phone aside and walked towards her bathroom, taking a quick shower.

Once she was done, she got dressed and made her way to the kitchen, where Owen and Ashley were busy with their little cooking session.

"Leonica?" Owen was surprised to see the once sick female walking. He quickly rounded the counter and stood in front of her. "Why are you out of bed?"

"I need to see someone," Owen took her temperature with the back of his hand as she spoke. "I'm fine, Owen. I'm just going to a church and will be back shortly."

He didn't look convinced, mostly because her temperature was still a bit above average.

"Can't that wait, luce mia? You're still sick."

insisted, gently pushing his hand away from her face. "I

what had really happened to Jamil Vanadas. "Owen," She took

"What happened?" He asked.

all, it was spreading on the news like wildfire. "Jamil's dead," She said. "But It

have anything to do

like it does. Call me crazy or even Unhinged, but I feel like I'm meant to know something about Jamil's death,"

mind to something, she was going to get it done, whether or not he tries

before lunch," He told her as he stepped aside and joined Ashley, who was now with Grace, behind

words. Be back before lunch, that

somewhere? Aren't you sick?"

forehead. "You and Owen took care of me so well that the sickness got scared and ran off." Ashley giggled at her words and Leonica couldn't help but ruffle

to

with her answer and continued

up and placed a kiss on Owen's cheek. "I'll see you soon." "See

surprised to find it more crowded than

white and black dress,

she

had been speaking with, patted Florence on the shoulder

"Florence,"

hearing her name, her eyes falling on the familiar woman. Her face crumbled up quickly, showing her displeasure for seeing Leonica. "What are you

went straight to the point, seeing no use in beating

suspiciously at

go past Leonica. "You were

her heels and walking

arm, halting her movement and making her turn back to her. "I don't care

daggers at Leonica. "Whatever your questions are, I'm not giving answers." She spat, about to

news article of Jamil's death. "Isn't that your boss?" She

ell

at Leonica who was behind Florence,

"You're..."

of her, Lana Winslow, the jobless minor who had vandalized her entrance

stuttered, taking a step back and hiding

Lana, shielding her sister from Leonica. "Don't you think bullying a minor is too

wasn't bullying her,"

her hand up in the air, but

on Lana

shaking. "I

my e

I can ask my question to you

wiffing to answer.”

around when Leonica looked her way,

instructed her sister. "I'll be there in a few