The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 113

Chapter 113: The Knight at the Riding Club

Angela POV

Living in a hotel with two children proved challenging from the very first night.

The suite, while luxurious, wasn't designed for family living. By morning, I was already searching for apartments near the twins' new school, but the rental market offered nothing suitable on such short notice.

Christopher called early the next day, having heard about my abrupt departure from

Olivia's.

"I have a house only a few blocks from the children's school."

I hesitated. "That's very generous, but I don't think it's appropriate."

The memory of that night at Olivia's-his unexpected advances-made me wary. I didn't want to be further indebted to him, and I certainly didn't want a repeat of that situation.

Christopher seemed to read my thoughts through the phone. "Angela, I don't live there. It's purely an investment property sitting empty. I'd rather rent it to someone I know than

to strangers."

I considered his offer. The twins needed stability, and the location was perfect.

"I'll pay market rate," I said firmly.

"I wouldn't expect anything less," he replied, a smile evident in his voice.

***

After settling into our new home, I threw myself completely into establishing my

new

company.

stood in my newly rented office space, surveying the modest but elegant surroundings. Wilson Advisory

staffed.

in the doorway, his tailored suit and

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Hiring him as my operations director

did the interviews

door behind him. "Frankly, we're facing challenges. Our

I don't

your career since you were at Shaw Group. I spent five years

worked at Shaw?" "Until last month," he confirmed. "Which brings

said firmly,

nodded. "Lawrence Capital then. Though I should warn you, Tristan Lawrence has quite the... reputation

never returned after the charity auction. "Thank you for your candid assessment,

contacts, I paused at Tristan Lawrence's

is Angela Wilson. I still have your jacket from the charity auction. Perhaps we could meet so I can return it

reply came

beginning to think you'd vanished with my

business. Are you free tomorrow? Greenwich Equestrian Club

my purse and scarf, already

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be exactly what my fledgling

exuded old money and privilege. As my car pulled up to

black stallion was galloping at breakneck speed, executing jumps

cheers and screams from the ladies present.

the entrance,