Chapter 142

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The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 142: This Man Thought He Could Be A Father To My Children?

Sean POV

Through the Bentley's tinted windows, I watched as Christopher Blake helped my children out of his car, My children. The possessive thought barned like acid in my stomach.

And there was Angela, smiling politely at Christopher as he leaned closer to speak to fier. Something twisted painfully in my chest.

Five years apart, and now this man thought he could simply step in my place? Into my family?

"Thomas," I said, not taking my eyes off the trio, all you hear what lake just said in her?"

Thomas adjusted his glasses, peeting through the window. "Tim oftall not, Mr. Shaw. They're too far away for me to read lips

My jaw clenched as Christopher's hand briefly touched Angela's amefore he turned to walk the twins to the school entrance. The casual intimacy of the gesture made my blood boil.

This man thought he could be a father to my children? My children?

1 unlocked my phone and typed quickly:

Me (as Night): Today convenient for our transaction?

Angela's response came almost immediately:

Angela: What time were you thinking?

Me (as Night): Afternoon.

Angela: I'm afraid this afternoon won't work, Could we reschedule for tomorrow?

I knew it. She had plans with Christopher. My fingers moved swiftly across the

screen:

Me (as Night): No. I need the money urgently today. Can't you change your plans?

between her brows when she felt cornered. She didn't know "Mr. Night"

me, of course.

could wire the money directly to

Of course she'd try to find a compromise. That was Angela- always practical, always trying to find the middle ground. But I

need cash. Le Bernardin,

skyline stretching beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows. Thomas nodded, flipping through his tablet notes. "I believe I've found a suitable candidate, Mr. Shaw. They re distant relatives of The Shaw family-so distant that I'd

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He Could Be A

Current school situation?!

there might be resistance. The social and economic gap is substanti, and they might question why a distant

against the polished mahogany desk. "Offer them

ask about your sudden

expanding the Shaw

I waved my

note. And once they agree? What's the next

"The child

simple.

hild transfers t

blond. Make it sound

children's school immediately. We arrange coincidental meetings. The children become friends.

They'll expect

considered that. "Keep my

their child's future. Any necessary

somewhere near the school. The commute from the Bronx would be impractical." “Put them up in

to visit

me to entertain a child I barely know every

to invite your children to your home without raising suspicions." Thomas adjusted his glasses. "We would never separate the child from his parents-that would be

I considered this. The thought of my empty penthouse occasionally led with having my own children there-stirred

conceded. "But be clear with the family-this is about educational opportunities, not taking their

the private dining room at Le Bernardin, scowling at the empty chair

late yet, Mr. Shaw," he

instead at the entrance visible from our elevated

the day. thoughts of Angela meeting with Christopher consuming me despite my

upset?" Thomas ventured. "Ms. Wilson has already agreed

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