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.

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Chapter 153: Mr. Night's True Identity

the rear window of my car. "All set?" I

ready to go," Olivia replied, closing the door

I took my chance. "Olivia, I need

tightened. "Angela, why are

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

children's social media accounts,

paled in the harsh fluorescent lighting. "I'm sure it's nothing to worry about," she said, but her

insisted gently. "I just want

long moment of hesitation, Olivia sighed in

phone and reluctantly handing it to

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

my suspicion confirmed. "How do you know this

gaze. "We've only talked a

trying to pry into your personal life. But this man has been strangely interested in my children. He's donated thousands of dollars

know who

153: Mr. Night's

widened in alarm. "He went to their

Night uncle' there. He

new

studied her face intently.

you

who this person is, tell me.

through her resistance. Her shoulders slumped as

know who

shook my

it's Sean Shaw.

said was harassing you before we

seemed to tilt

is Mr. Night?" I whispered, my voice barely audible over the distant sound of

everything clicked into place-the generous donations, the interest in

the coincidental meetings. The mysterious

return to New York was the

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