The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 110

Chapter 110: Sexual Harassment?

Sean POV

Pain throbbed behind my eyelids, a relentless hammer pounding against my skull.

Glancing around, I realized I was in what appeared to be the presidential suite at The Plaza. How I'd gotten here remained a mystery-another blank space in my memory.

Fragments of memories flickered like broken film: the charity auction, leaving abruptly, heading to The Rain-that upscale bar I'd been frequenting lately.

I remembered ordering whiskey after whiskey, letting the amber liquid burn away thoughts that had haunted me for five years.

Then... a face. Her face.

I bolted upright. Had I really seen Angela last night, or was it just another phantom conjured by too much alcohol?

A persistent knocking pulled me from my thoughts. I ignored it, hoping whoever

was

disturbing me would eventually give up. But the knocking continued, growing

more

insistent with each passing minute.

"Damn it," I muttered, forcing myself to stand.

I yanked it open, ready to dismiss whoever stood on the other side. A woman- attractive,

stylish, vaguely familiar-stood there, her expression lighting up when she saw

me.

"Mr. Shaw! You're awake!" Her voice was too bright, too cheerful for my current

state.

"What?" The single word fell from my lips like ice.

She faltered slightly but maintained her smile. "May I come in? I'd like to speak with you."

"Say what you need to right here. One minute." I leaned against the doorframe, not bothering to hide my impatience.

"I'm Olivia Harrison," she began. "I helped you last night when you were... indisposed. My friend Angela and I brought you-"

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at the name. "Angela?" I interrupted,

surprised

said, stepping

maintained a careful distance, struggling to keep my

despite the adrenaline now coursing through

know Angela?" Olivia asked, curiosity evident

breath. "We've met. Years ago." The understatement

she was with you last

when we found you rather... intoxicated. You were quite insistent on

it hadn't been an alcohol-induced hallucination. Angela was really back in New York. And I had seen her-spoken to her even, though I couldn't

"I'd like to thank her personally for her assistance. Would you be able to

call her right now," Olivia offered, already reaching for her

turning away to hide the intensity of my interest as I quickly dressed. After five years of wondering, of searching, of trying to forget-Angela was within reach

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waited near the concierge desk

direction told me she was

Angela.

her expression

said. "Angela claims she doesn't know you. Last

harassing her..... but of course, I know that must

misunderstanding."

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deny knowing

Sexual Harassing?

meeting, years ago. How is she? I hope

to New York from Italy last week. She's been living in Tuscany for the past five

in Italy-exactly how long she'd been gone from

suits some people," I remarked casually. "Though I've

take you to her now. She's staying with me temporarily until she

back of the town car Olivia had called, I stared out at the

racing faster than the vehicle cutting

say

morning-would I

Olivia asked, breaking into my thoughts, her voice taking

my wallet and handed it to her. "This is my assistant Thomas's contact

card anyway. "And what business are you

of interest in her voice-one I'd heard countless times from women at charity galas and business