The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

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Chapter 144

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The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife Chapter 144: I'll Buy It For

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I grabbed Angela's wrist, pulling her toward the elevator with unwavering determination,

Behind us, Thomas called out in confusion, "Mr. Shaw, aren't we having lunch anymore?"

I ignored him, focused only on keeping my grip on Angela as I urged her to move faster.

y resolve. I could feel her resistance, the subtle tension in her arm as she tried to pull away, but it only strengthened my

"Let go of me!" she demanded, her voice sharp with indignation as we descended in the elevator.

"No," I replied simply, my tone leaving no room for argument.

Outside the restaurant, 1 maneuvered her swiftly toward my waiting Bentley, Peter already standing at attention by the open door. I practically lifted her into the backseat, sliding in beside her before she could escape.

"Drive," I instructed Peter, maintaining my grip on Angela's wrist.

She continued struggling, her eyes flashing with genuine anger. "You need to let me go. I really do have an important appointment at Bernardin today."

"What important appointment?" I asked coolly, studying every minute shift in her expression.

"That's none of your business," she replied curtly, but I could sense the secret behind her words. Her eyes darted away too quickly- the way they always did when she was hiding something.

my business? Fine,

Then we'll just

needed a car, but more importantly, I

five years ago. What gives you the right

of Christina's name immediately chilled the atmosphere in the car. I narrowed my eyes, about to

and I-

I don't

you and her," Angela cut me off abruptly. "I just want you to

anger burned in my chest. How could she so easily dismiss everything between us? Especially after

you're hiding

to keep your distance?"

I demanded, watching her carefully.

facade of professional coolness, I caught the momentary panic that flashed across her features. Instead of answering directly, she countered. "Hiding? What would I possibly be hiding from

her gaze for a long moment, feeling that familiar charge betwn us-the challenge, the pull that had always existed. "You tell me. Why

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hiding anything he shot back, but the xilght

1 heled

noticed Angela turn toward the window, pulling out her iPhone to send a text. I could see the Message screen, and my heart rate quickened as I realized she might be contacting Mr.

I called out, my voice sharper than

She frowned at me in annoyance. ing to

you texting?"

do you care?" She quickly closed the screen and tucked her pipe away. I was tempted to grab it from her, but decided against it. If I

my eye in the rearview mirror. "Where to next,

and switching it to silent mode. I couldn't let Angela discover that "Mr. Night's messages would

BMW showroom, Angela immediately pointed to a mid-range Series sedan,

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