Chapter 99

The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 99: Without Giving You What You Really Want

Angela POV

The blue glow of my phone illuminated the darkened bedroom as I shred at the notification, NightShadow had finally responded to

my message.

You want to talk to me? About what?

Sintèle. Direct. Almost defensive. I sat up in bed, the silk sheets sliding away as I considered my response.

Yes, I'd like to know who's been so generous with my accepting them without knowing who you are,

ildren's channel. Your donations are substantial, and I'm not comfortable

I hit send before I could overthink it. The response came surprisingly quickly.

The children bring joy to many people. My donations are simply appreciation.

I frowned at the screen. Again, direct and spare with details. No personal information volunteered.

May I know what to call you, at least? Or how you discovered their channel?

The typing indicator appeared, disappeared, then reappeared.

You can call me Shadow. I found their channel by chance. Your daughter reminds me of someone I once knew.

My breath caught. There was something in the phrasing that made me uneasy. I glanced instinctively toward the twins bedroom, a protective surge running through me.

I appreciate your generosity, but the amount you've donated is excessive. I'd like

to return most of it. Could you provide account information?

Another pause, longer this time.

No need. Consider it an investment in their future.

The brevity was frustrating. Each response revealed nothing while provoking more questions.

The total is over $15,000 in six months. That's not a simple tip for a children's cooking show.

I waited, watching as the typing indicator appeared and disappeared several times. Finally:

I wasn't aware of the total. Keep it. They deserve it.

The dismissive tone about such a large sum of money suggested significant wealth. A Wall Street type, perhaps? The thought m. me tense, memories of that world-of Sean-surfacing unwanted.

I'll contact you tomorrow for account details. Goodnight, Shadow.

1

I set the phone aside, knowing I wouldn't receive more tonight.

and pans roused

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befor padding toward the kitchen. The marble floor felt cold against my bare feet as I rounded the corner and found

The elegant lines of his Tom Ford white shirt contrasted with the deep tan of his skin,

arranged fresh-cut fruit

mote ronounced in the early hours. "I

of hair behind my ear,

"Christopher. I

dropped to my bare

his

is cold. You

retreated to grab

r slippers

properly shod a moment

my

voice.

I asked, unable to keep the slight

pulled out a

busy with the

your own breakfast."

I thought perhaps you might be

from the bakery in the village, sliced fruit arranged in a

didn't have

wanted to." He poured coffee into a delicate cup, adding precisely the amount of cream

smiled faintly. Christopher had my house keys. Whenever he had free time, he would come help me take care of the children. I couldn't imagine how I would have

are sleeping in today?"

were up late last night. Their

didn't mention my late-night conversation with the mysterious Shadow. Something held me back

concern.

is growing impressively. Aria has quite the

familiar surge of maternal pride. "Ethan balances her perfectly.

mother," Christopher observed with a small

considering returning to New York,"

coffee cup. "To start your

thinking about it," 1 admitted. "Not Lawrence Capital, but starting something of my

interest. "That's

would be small," I cautioned. "Just enough clients to be intellectually stimulating without taking too much time away

twins."

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administrative support..."

my head immediately. "Christopher, I appreciate the offer, I need to do this

"Angela, you've

fork, meeting his gaze directly. The villa,

my residency datas, the

gently, 'In people I care

weight of his generosity. "That's exactly

cent

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