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."

pushing his hand away from her face. "I won't

again and as much as Leonica appreciated his care towards her, being the ever loving fiancé he had sworn to be, she needed to get to the bottom of this and figure out what had really happened to Jamil Vanadas. "Owen," She took a step forward, pressing her hand to

"What happened?" He asked.

any need to hide what's going on from him, after all, it was

does that have anything

meant to know something

he couldn't. When Leonica had put her mind to something, she was going to get it done, whether or not

aside and joined Ashley, who was now with

words. Be back before lunch, that made him sound like a stay at home

are you going somewhere? Aren't you sick?" Ashley

well that the sickness got scared and ran off." Ashley giggled at her

need to see someone,

Ashley seemed to be satisfied with her answer and continued

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

was surprised to find it more crowded than she

in a white and black dress, speaking with one

one, Leonica thought as she approached the female, stopping a few meters away

been speaking with, patted Florence on the

"Florence,"

Her face crumbled up quickly, showing her displeasure for

need to talk." Leonica went straight to the

at her answer. "What

go past Leonica. "You

what if I was?" Florence retorted, turning on her heels and walking the opposite way.

her arm, halting her movement and making her turn back to her. "I

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

this," The girl showed Florence her phone, which had the news article of Jamil's death. "Isn't that your boss?" She asked

ell

at Leonica who was behind Florence, flinching when she saw the

"You're..."

Because she sure did remember the female in front of her, Lana Winslow, the jobless minor who had vandalized her entrance gate. How did you enjoy your

step back and hiding her phone

was quick to step in front of Lana, shielding her sister from

bullying

hand up in

still remained on Lana

shaking. "I

my e

But, I can ask my question to you instead, if

wiffing to answer.”

Leonica looked her way, smiling from ear

instructed her