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.

head. "It's all good

presentation continued and I

my gaze would

what their responses would be; to

couldn't wait for the

"Are you alright, sir?"

my gaze away from

the question, one of the oldest employees, fell on my phone

my

you want us to

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

and on and I almost wondered if it would

our closing pleasantries and

person walked out of the

my phone and

looked

began to read each comment to

friend shouldn't.

sighed and moved over to

I would want my 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

moved over to the next comment.

that and moved

must be really

have asked you this. I'd suggest that your friend 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

over and over

friend still love his

them

the mother's shoes (your friend's first love). If the breakup ended badly,

this moment, that the person you believe is your father isn't your father, how would you feel? Fantastic?

a full minute before I chose