Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

AIDEN

I propped my elbow on the table and held my phone up.

My eyes read the question I typed over and over again. Eventually, I shook my head. No. Even if it's anonymous, it will be obvious that it's me. Atleast to whoever knows me. So I rephrase the question.

'I have a friend. He has two kids with his first love but they're no longer together due to some circumstances. My friend and his first love are both married but to different people. But his first child has no idea who her father is. How does he tell the child that he's her father without causing a problem? Is it even advisable for him to tell the child?

"Mr Aiden?"

I raised my head and looked up at them.

All eyes were on me.

"Yes?" I racked my brain and tried to remember what we had been talking about. Oh, yes. The strategy to sell our new product.

"Has everyone dropped their thoughts on the new campaign design?"

They shook their heads. Then the manager said, "It's your turn to make a choice, sir."

I lowered my gaze and skimmed the message I typed one more time and quickly posted it to the group then I exited the F******k app on my phone.

All eyes were on me when I looked up. They must be wondering what kind of boss I was.

Well, the kind that had issues with his personal life.

I cleared my throat as I placed my phone on the table, face down.

"Okay," I muttered as I sat up and pulled my computer laptop closer.

I squinted at the screen as I observed the slides for a while.

I nodded. "The third one." I looked up, "What's the majority's vote?"

"The third one sir," the manager answered.

my head. "It's all good then. Go on with

the presentation continued and I could

then, my gaze would fall

had been any comments, to see what their responses

just couldn't wait for the meeting

"Are you alright, sir?"

my gaze away from

one of the oldest employees, fell on my phone and then on my

sat up and shifted my laptop even closer as if it would

want us to cut the meeting

go on. Where were you?" I demanded, pretending to focus on the man doing

and on and I

closing pleasantries and everyone returned

as the last person walked out of the

calmly, I picked up my phone and opened

I sent the post and now looked like a short time for

read each comment to the

commenter; hildart55: Your friend shouldn't. She's just

over to the next

child to know that I'm her father. But then she probably has seen the new partner as her dad. I don't know, man. Depends on my relationship with the child.' I reclined back in the seat. I didn't expect that to end that

to the next comment. 'Marry

that and moved to the

must be

have a serious talk with his first love and maybe the partner too. The child might still be young, she might be happy with her new dad but She deserves

over and over again. Before

your friend still

'What circumstances caused them to break up? This

I'm trying to put myself in the mother's shoes (your friend's first love). If the breakup ended badly, there's no way I'll let

Imagine you get to know right now, at this moment, that the

full minute before