The Secret Pregnancy of the Billionaire's Ex-Wife

Chapter 158

Chapter 153

Chapter 153: Mr. Night's True Identity

Angela POV

Olivia reached for her water glass as her phone lit up with a notification, briefly revealing a familiar avatar-the same stylized silhouette I'd seen in my chats with Mr. Night.

During the rest of dinner, I watched Olivia closely. She checked her phone often and smiled slightly when new messages came. Each time her phone lit up, I tried to peek at the screen to make sure I wasn't imagining what I saw before.

When Olivia excused herself to order dessert for the twins, I found my opportunity. Her phone lay unattended on the table, and before I could reconsider, I tilted my head just enough to see the notifications banner.

"That was lovely," Olivia commented as we walked toward the exit. "We should do this more often."

I took a deep breath. "Olivia, I couldn't help noticing the profile picture on your phone. The one with the black silhouette against the gray background."

Her steps faltered almost imperceptibly. "Oh? Which one?"

"In your WhatsApp messages," I pressed. "It looked familiar."

"Really?” Her voice pitched slightly higher. "It's probably just a generic avatar. You know how these messaging apps are-limited options for profile pictures."

"May I see your phone?" I asked directly.

Olivia clutched her bag closer. "What for? It's just a random contact."

"I'm curious, that's all," I insisted, maintaining a light tone despite the tension building between us.

"Angela, we should get the children to the car," she deflected. "It's getting late."

I nodded, conceding temporarily.

The parking garage was dimly lit, casting long shadows between the rows of cars.

1/4

Chapter 153: Mr. Night's True Identity

through the rear window

go," Olivia replied, closing the door and turning

car, I took my chance.

why are

someone who's been messaging me online," I explained, keeping my voice low so

my children's social media accounts, sending them money. I just want to make sure it's not

the harsh fluorescent lighting. "I'm sure it's

gently. "I just want to check the

of hesitation, Olivia

phone and reluctantly

trembled slightly as I navigated to her WhatsApp. There it was-the exact same avatar I'd been communicating with for months. I pulled out my own phone, opening my conversation with Mr. Night, and placed the two

confirmed. "How do you know this person, Olivia? Who

uncomfortably, avoiding my gaze. "We've only

your personal life. But this man has been strangely interested in my children. He's donated thousands of dollars to their accounts. He even visited their school. I

who he

Mr. Night's

in alarm.

Night

new

his." I studied her

you

me. I'm worried about my

break through her resistance. Her shoulders slumped

who he is?"

shook my head,

"Angela, it's Sean Shaw. The man we met at the bar

you

to

Mr. Night?" I whispered, my voice barely audible over

everything clicked into place-the generous donations, the

meetings. The mysterious online benefactor who had

after my return to New York was the same man I'd spent

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255