The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 70

Chapter 70

The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 70: You Can't Be Too Greedy

Sean POV

I stood at the entrance of Shaw Tower, watching Christopher's Mercedes pull up

to the curb. My jaw clenched involuntarily as Angela stepped out, the afternoon sun catching those sapphire earrings I'd given her.

She moved with that characteristic grace of hers, as if the whispers and stares of passing employees meant nothing to her.

"Where have you been?" I couldn't keep the edge from my voice. "The quarterly review meeting starts in ten minutes."

She straightened her coat-that oversized one she'd taken to wearing lately-with deliberate calm. "I was having lunch, as I'm entitled to during my break hour."

"Lunch? My gaze shifted to Christopher, still seated in his car, watching us with that infuriatingly knowing expression. "With him?"

"Yes, with him." Angela's voice took on that steel edge I knew too well. "I don't believe who I have lunch with is any of your concern. After all, I'm not the one spending nights at the hospital with someone else."

The jab hit its mark. I felt my jaw tighten further, acutely aware of the junior analysts slowing their pace to eavesdrop. Damn it. This wasn't the place for this conversation.

"You're my executive assistant," I lowered my voice to a whisper, though the anger still leaked through. "Your whereabouts during office hours are absolutely my concern."

"I have a one-hour lunch break, as clearly stated in my contract." She met my gaze without flinching. "I haven't violated any company policies. And perhaps you should consider the audience before continuing this discussion."

She was right about the audience-I could see the growing crowd of onlookers, poorly concealing their interest. But seeing Christopher finally emerge from his car, I couldn't stop myself from turning to him.

“Blake,” I kept my voice low but threatening. “I suggest you keep your distance from my wife in the future."

wasn't aware lunch between old friends was forbidden territory, Shaw. Unless, of course, there's another reason

could respond, Angela stepped between us. "We have a meeting to attend," she reminded me coolly. "Shall we maintain

to grab her arm and demand more answers. Christopher's thoughtful smile as he watched us

corner booth at the Plaza Hotel's bar, an untouched glass

loafers squeaked slightly against the polished floor as he slid into the booth, with Evan

Really?" William dropped into the seat across from me,

How did you- I looked at him in surprise. "I only called Evan." I'd wanted a quiet evening to think things through, but that wasn't going to happen now. William had never been what anyone would

I'm not supposed to know

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70: You Can't Be

hasn't fully healed. How could

understand

with that woman-

Evan cut in quietly, "is still

only. Everyone knows it's just a business arrangement. And after what she

hear the challenge in it. "Did you actually see it happen?" Evan's voice remained calm, but there was an edge to it. "You were in Christopher's

saw everything Angela deliberately pushed Christina into that statue. She's

Christina. She didn't do anything wrong." The words

back in

window glass. The memory of that day five years

there," I said finally, "when

change

I continued, barely hearing him. "When I heard about the

for the business opportunity. Not because Grandmother asked.

I'd rushed back from London

to myself.

of Angela," Evan completed quietly. "You

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