The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 102

Chapter 102: He's Dead

Angela POV

I gripped Aria's hand firmly as we navigated through JFK's bustling terminal,

Ethan walking dutifully on my other side.

My phone vibrated-Olivia Harrison.

I smiled at the familiar name. Olivia and I had become close friends during my time in Italy. We'd bonded instantly over our shared experiences, and she'd moved back to New

York about a year ago.

"Olivia, hello," I answered.

"My God, your phone is finally working! I tracked your flight and saw it landed, but couldn't reach you. I was worried sick!" Olivia's melodic voice carried her slight Italian

accent.

"We just deplaned," I explained, exhaustion seeping into my voice.

"David is already at the VIP exit-don't move, he'll come to you."

Before I could protest, I spotted David Chen approaching us, his familiar face a welcome

sight after the long flight.

"Angela, welcome back to New York," he greeted warmly, then bent slightly to acknowledge the twins. "Hello Aria, Ethan. I hope you had a pleasant flight."

Olivia's Upper East Side brownstone welcomed us with unexpected warmth. She'd prepared the guest rooms with thoughtful touches-my favorite Jo Malone candles, small potted plants, and toys for the twins.

After helping us settle, David quietly approached me. "Mr. Blake asked me to remind you

that if you need anything, you can call me anytime."

After David left, Olivia nudged me with a knowing smile.

still so attentive to

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me-they only added to the pressure I already

were taking their nap, Olivia and I stepped out onto the terrace for some quiet

an eyebrow. "I expected premium champagne to toast our

sound tinkling like wind chimes. "Champagne? Besides,

alcohol-doctor's orders."

The cocktail queen

truth is... I

piqued

can't imagine how captivating he is, Angela. His presence, his appearance-absolutely flawless. If I could marry him, my

one I've ever seen. Trying to keep up to get his attention... well, my stomach paid the

sitting there," Olivia's eyes took on a dreamy quality. "He was tall and striking, not the kind of playboy you'd expect. There was something deeper about him,

a photo-it's not very clear, taken from a distance, but

guy who drinks too much," I told

never seen anything like them."Olivia

my tea. Green

me there sometime?" Olivia suggested.

shook my head. "Sorry, I need to stay

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interested in Christopher. He's clearly devoted to you. After all these years, don't you

anything?"

expression closed off immediately. "Olivia, please don't

staring at Ethan,

the living room. Her

concentration.

I asked, trying to keep

I just..." She continued staring at

from this angle-they remind

"Who?"

I told you about, from the bar."

more

intently.