The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 104-2

Chapter 104: Their Children Must Be The Same Age As

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"That's kind of him to say," I replied, trying to regain my composure.

"My father mentioned he's made several attempts to bring you on board at Lawrence Capital. May I ask why you've declined? Were his terms not satisfactory, or is it something about the company itself?"

I chose my words carefully, unwilling to reveal my plans for establishing my own firm. "I appreciate your father's offers, but my reasons for declining are personal.."

Tristan's smile widened, transforming his face with boyish charm.

"Fair enough. Though you should know that I'll be taking over operations soon, and if you were to join us, I'd ensure you received... special consideration."

Before I could respond, Tristan removed his jacket and draped it over my shoulders in one

fluid motion.

"New York winters are brutal compared to the Italian countryside," he said, his voice lowering slightly. "I've just returned from the French Riviera-the contrast between Mediterranean sunshine and Manhattan ice is quite jarring."

The gesture caught me off-guard, the jacket still warm from his body heat.

“I should return to the auction,” Tristan said, glancing at his watch. “I'm hosting at

The Plaza later tonight-nothing formal, just drinks and conversation. My driver can pick you up whenever you're ready to leave here."

slight bow, walking away before I could return his

moved to follow him, intending to return the garment, but he had already

corner. With a sigh, I headed toward the

an attendant.

to a young woman staffing the coat check. "Could you please

Ms. Wilson, but if Mr. Lawrence gave you his jacket, you should probably return it

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where he's gone,"

replied, a hint of gossip in her tone. "Hosts parties there almost weekly. Though I must say, him giving you his jacket is unusual-he typically

raised an eyebrow. "What do you

slightly. "Mr. Lawrence never leaves evidence. Giving you his jacket means he wants you to find him to return it-it's his way of

meeting.

replied. "Thank you for

to the auction room

stuttered to a stop, the world

that singular moment.

inside the

white shirt contrasted sharply with his black suit, his cold, handsome features

impassive expression I remembered

in a floor-length pink gown, the hem slightly damp from the rain outside. She clung to his arm with practiced intimacy, her red

had always expected them to be. Other guests turned to acknowledge them, respect and admiration evident