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.

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

staffed.

stood in the doorway, his tailored

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Knight at the

reflecting his years at a top investment firm. Hiring him as my operations director

in, Marcus. How did

we're facing challenges. Our size and limited

don't understand is why someone with your experience would choose a

your career since you were at Shaw Group. I spent five years climbing to senior management there,

"You worked at Shaw?" "Until last month," he confirmed. "Which brings me to my suggestion-we need backing. Two

I said firmly, perhaps too

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

suddenly remembering the jacket I'd never returned after the charity auction. "Thank you for your candid

my contacts, I paused at Tristan Lawrence's name. After

your jacket from the charity auction. Perhaps we could meet so I can return

reply came almost

to think you'd

is merely collateral-I'd love to discuss business. Are you free

my purse and scarf, already

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Riding Club

could be exactly what my fledgling

Equestrian Club exuded old money and privilege. As my car pulled up to the entrance, I noticed a

powerful black stallion was galloping at breakneck speed, executing jumps with reckless precision. The other

and screams from the ladies present. Another playboy, I

Lawrence waited at the entrance, immaculately dressed