Mr Billionaires Secret Baby

Chapter 89
As expected, the news headlines that followed for the next week were absolutely insane. It canie as no surprise to me that the media and tabloids would make such a fuss over every thing that happened during the weekend that had passed but the gravity of which it has been gaining attention had become entirely overwhelming.
From the images of Dante and I arriving together and standing too close to each other than was necessary to the talk and gossip that leaked out from the room and reached the ears of reporters, it was all just going out of hand.
The tabloids published with great pride the account of what had taken place within the walls of that banqueting hall. From the details that were provided, it was evident that the guest of the event had been the ones to talk about how Dante and Scott had both gone head to head only for Dante to emerge victorious.
As if the grand story of the fundraiser wasn’t enough, people had began speculating that I was Dante’s new arm candy and people were more invested in this than I had expected them to be. Of course, it was public information that Dante and I had history and I could only assume that it was for that sole reason that people were so nosey to know more and the fact that Dante and I had made a public appearance together had sent flight to many, many assumptions and speculations.
During the first week, when the tabloids ran wild and news had been flying about, my plan of action had been to not give it too much of attention in hopes that it would die down by the next weekend. It had to at some point, right?
Wrong.
It had only got worse from there. Papara zzi began showing up outside the office building and not to mention at my home demanding any sort of information and causing utter chaos and obstruction to my daily life. The public had questions and
questions involved the company. My personal life was none of their business no matter how hard they had tried to make it otherwise.
that was all good and well, normal even, but only when..
From getting in to the office building to driving on to the paved driveway of my property, I was faced with flashing cameras and mics shoved in my direction as countless reporters shouted their burning questions at me. Had it not been for security ushering me through the mob of people, I would have never made it in to the office building for a week.

It wasn’t just me who had been subject to this harras sment but Dante had faced
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some issues too. The paps and reporters tailed him as well and, by the look of it, they had been doing so on hopes that they would some how catch us sneaking around and meeting up in some place away from our usual residence and places of work.
It was utter insanity. I had begged Dante not to come over even to see Hayley just until all of this settled down. Dante was adamant and insisted that he didn’t give two shi ts about the vultures but I pleaded with him and he, very begrudgingly, agreed.
Hayley had been growing ratty without seeing Dante for nearly two full weeks and I tried my best to explain to her what the situation was and she did understand but at the end of the day she was also just a child that had missed her father.
When a few more days had past by and the speculations were growing crazier by the day instead of dying down, I felt like I needed to do something.
I peered out of the window from my office and looked down at the front of the building. Lo and behold, the pap ara zzi were all there waiting for me to make my exit of the building so they could bombard me again.
“Those guys are still out there, huh?” Lucy guessed from the door way of and I jumped slightly at being startled.
my office
“They refuse to leave me alone, Lucy! It is becoming utterly insane and frustrating. Do they not have a life of their own?” I sounded like a woman who had finally reached her wits end.
Lucy moved to stand next to me taking a look at the crawling number of papz present below. “Technically, doing this sort of thing is their life.” She pointed out in amusement but I didn’t share her humour right now.
“They have began bugging the employees. Following them out of work and to the cafe or just catching us as we left the building to pry out what ever sort of information they can get their hands on.” My eyes widened at hearing that and anger with these people began to bubble.
my
“Yesterday they tried to ask me what I know about Mr Crawford and your relationship. I didn’t respond, naturally, and ran in through the office doors before they could block my way. Then I heard from the others at lunch that they were also being offered things to spill secrets.” She added in a hushed whisper.
The nerve of these people.
“As if the speculations they have unleashed to the public were not crazy enough,