The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 140

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The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 140: My children. Mine.

Sean POV

The black Bentley Idled at the corner of the street, strategically posted in observe the sclinals entrance while remaining Inconspicuous. I sat in the back seat, eyes fixed on the elegant brostone building where Angela was dropping off the twins.

She knelt to straighten Ethan's uniform collar, het movements gentle and practiced. The morning sunlight caught in her hair as the leaned forward to accept. Aria's enthusiastic goodbye kiss.

"Bye, Mama! Aria called, waving energetically.

*Remember to wait for me right here after school," Angela temlisted them, her voice carrying that tender firmness I'd once known

so well. "Go on now,"

As they disappeared through the large wooden doors, Angela stood for a moment, watching them go. Something in her posture-the slight tension in her shoulders, the way she suddenly glanced around told me she sensed something. Her eyes swept the street. lingering momentarily in our direction before she turned and walked away.

I lowered the window slightly, watching her retreating figure until she disappeared around the corner.

"Ms. Wilson seems remarkably perceptive," Thomas observed from beide me. "We're just sitting here, yet she appeared to sense something. Fortunately, she didn't spot us, but... Mr. Shaw, why don't you want her to know you're here?"

I shot him a cold glance. "If she knew, do you think I'd ever get to see those children?"

Thomas nodded slowly. "Indeed. If those children truly are yours... the fact that Ms. Wilson never told you of their existence clearly indicates she doesn't want you to know, If she discovers you're aware, she might immediately disappear with them. The risk is

considerable."

"Excuse me, sir, may I ask who you are?" The security guard's tone was polite but firm as he blocked our path to the school

entrance.

Thomas stepped forward smoothly. "I'm Thomas Smith, executive assistant to Shaw Group. This is Mr. Sean Shaw, who's here to make a generous donation to your institution."

The mention of my name and "donation" worked their usual magic. Within minutes, we were being escorted to the principal's office. where a middle-aged woman in a tailored suit greeted me with barely contained excitement.

"Mr. Shaw, what an honor to have you visit our school!" The principal beamed, extending her hand. "Your donation is incredibly generous. We cannot thank you enough.

I maintained my neutral expression, shaking her hand briefly. "Principal, now that the donation has been arranged, I'd be interested in seeing the educational environment you provide. Would it be possible to tour the classrooms?"

request. "I'd be delighted

principal enthusiastically detailed the school's curriculum and facilities. I nodded at appropriate intervals, but my attention was elsewhere, scanning each room

as I caught a glimpse of dark curls through the glass- Aria's unmistakable bouncing energy

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My children:

children were engaged

special activities room, the principal

children come here

in the corner. I Interrupted, gesturing tend the ns. “Who are

gaze. "Ah, Arla and than Wilson. They re quite the little celebrities, actually. They have quite a following on social media

couldn't resist. The principal continued talking, but her words faded into background noise as I stepped into the

head snapping up with recognition finsblog across

she exclaimed, dropping

tumed more slowly, his green eyes-my eyes-widening recognized me

was certain everyone could hear it. The world

humans who, I was now certain,

the airplane, remember I told you? Aria

he regarded me.

me sir," I replied with a small smile. "You can call me Mr. Night, of Mr.

Aria's eyes grew

Night person from our videos?" Ethan asked skeptically his gaze shrewd and assessing in a

a mirror.

I kept my voice gentle, fighting to control the surge of

overwhelm me.

while Ethan maintained his distance, studying me with

caution. "You can look more carefully to be sure. There are many imposters

be cautious."

Ethan spoke again. "I've confirmed it's you, but why didn't you tell us who you

Aria interjected excitedly, "are you here to register your children

force. I swallowed hard before answering

are their names?" Aria bounced on her

mysteriously, though my heart ached with the

"I'll tell you

my mind reeling from the encounter. Thomas handed me a

Shaw, it's cold today. This will help protect

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140: My

wordlessly, taking a