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."

his held a hint of amusement that made my blood boil. "I wasn't aware lunch between old friends was forbidden

have a meeting to attend," she reminded me coolly. "Shall we maintain some

into the building. I watched her go, fighting the urge to grab her arm and

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

floor as he slid into the booth, with

dropped into the seat across

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

not supposed to know about? William grinned. "Ljust came from visiting Christina

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70: You Can't

hasn't fully healed. How

don't understand how

with that woman-

woman," Evan cut in

around the glass. "In name only.

it happen?" Evan's voice remained calm, but there was an edge to it. "You were in Christopher's

Angela deliberately pushed Christina into that

anything wrong." The words came out before I could

back in college, everyone

window glass. The memory of that day five years ago suddenly

I said

by what seemed like a change

in London," I continued, barely hearing him. "When I heard

flight back. Not for the business

back from

to myself.

completed quietly. "You

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