After Divorce Billionaire Ex Found Me Pregnant

"Take this down to H.R and have it processes immediately." She said, handing him a familiar file.

The stern tone in her voice had Kennedy curious about the files content, so after dropping off a cup of coffee for her, he peaked into it, surprised to see that she had already signed the termination contract for Bryce Empire that he had given her the last time. "Finally decided on signing the contract, huh?" He muttered to himself and went on to HR to have the process completed.

Leonica heard his words, but before she had the chance to respond, her intebegan ringing With a sigh, she picked it up, placing it close to her ear. "Romero speaking." She greeted blandly. Gang Ralpationa "Ms. Romero, you have a visitor here waiting to see you." The receptionist informed.

Visitor? Leonica thought, groaning at the thought of Gabriel dragging his ass to her workplace and finding herself surprisingly content at the thought of either Arvan or Owen, Owen more than Arvan, showing up.

But before she jumped into conclusion, she decided to ask. "Who is it?" The line was silent for a few seconds before the receptionist spoke again. "She says her nis Irene Rosewood, Ma'am." Irene Rosewood, Leonica narrowed her eyes at the name. What was she doing here? Trending On The Hot Topic.

"Ms. Romero, shall I tell her to cback another time?" The receptionist asked.

Yeah, and postpone her trouble onto another day where she also wouldn't be in the best mood? Not a chance.

"No, I'll see her now. Have her escorted to the visitor's lounge." Leonica instructed.

"Understood." The receptionist said and the phone call ended.

Standing up from her seat, Leonica adjusted her dress, straightened her posture and left her office.

As she walked into the lounge, the female was quick to notice her.

"MER B Irene called out, the smile on her lips far from polite, not that Leonica cared. "Your empire is quite beautiful." Small talk, Leonica rolled her eyes at the obvious attempt, sinking into the chair opposite Irene and shooting her a pointed and very much unimpressed look as she dismissed every effort of small talks and went straight to the point.

"Why are you here?" Her voice held a tone of indifference, arrogance, one would have mistaken it for had they not known her well enough.

Irene scowled on the inside, clearly having mistaken the two, and her impression of Leonica a few days ago wasn't making matters any better Just you wait, the thought played out in the back of her mind, threatening a smile to break to the surface of her face.

It did, but she quickly masked it as a smile of intrigue. "Direct and simple, 1 like it." She chuckled and crossed her legs, placing her palms on top of her knee. "Well, I have a proposal for you." A proposal? Leonica tilted her head to the side, scanning the fake copy from head to toe while wondering what sort of proposal she had. What could a woman like Ireng give her that she already didn't have? Nothing, so perhaps this was an act Well, act or not act, Leonica decided to play along for now. "Proposal?" She asked, trying her best to sound as intrigue as she would truly have been had she ran into the stylish fake in the mall and they two becusb business partners.

Nodding her head, Irene explained with a confusing amount of pride. "Yes. Well, you see, rumor has it that Romero Empire is expanding, opening business in the entertainment sector," She paused and looked at Leonica, expecting ssort of reactions. When she got none, regrettably, she went back to explaining. "And It's yet to get cloth and make up for their soon to be artists. So how about 1." She pointed at herself. "My company I mean, supply your company with dresses and Make up for seventy percent off, on every purchase and secured five years of cooperation, if you agree to take your paws off Arvan." It took everything In Leonica to not bust out laughing Supply dresses and makeup? To get her to take her paws off Arvan! How funny.

"Ms. Rosewood," Leonica began but Irene interrupted her with a smile she could never imagine herself having "CallIrene." She said in an overly friendly manner.

"Ms. Rosewood," Leonica repeated, very much wanting to keep the fo... someone who has such a nasty attitude. ties. She had no intention of being buddy buddies with "My company doesn't need the help of a fashion line like yours," She explained very much aware of Iran's small tfashion line. After their first meeting at Arvan's house, Leonica had done her research, wanting to know who the woman was that she constantly kept asking "do you know who I am? After much discovery, she found out that the only notable title she had was that of being Arvan's ex wife. Apart from that, she was just one of those try hard wannabes who had infinite amount of resources to spend on a business that didn't look like it had any sort of future.

And yet here she was, trying to kill two birds, getting her away from Arvan and improving her fashion line's reputation with Romero's empire's influence, with one stone, a seventy fucking percent discount Who the fuck told her money was a problem? Or partnership for that matter? And most of all, who put that Ludacris idea into her head that her fashion line was worthy enough to be backed by her company? All this made Leonica snicker, and Irene's expression fell into a frown, one that had Leonica smiling even wider. "No, thank you, Ms. Rosewood." "No thank you?" Irene parroted, a scowl appearing on her face.

"I'm not interested in cooperating with your brand. Firstly, Small tbrands like yours would only be a stain on Romero Empire's reputation. Secondly, my empire has no need for such a poor, weak and unreliable company like yours, and thirdly, Arvan doesn't belong to you or anyone for that matter, so whatever your belief is, for wantingaway from him, you can leave it behind, I have no Intention of staying away from Arvan. He's my friend." Friend, Irene thought, the scowl on her face growing deeper as she remembered what Arvan had told her the other day after he returned from escorting her.

He had every intention of pursing Leonica and it was none of her business and neither could she do anything about it.

Between that, and the fact that he had left her alone, to escort that tramp seating in front of her, Irene Rosewood wasn't sure which made her angrier.

"You don want to take this road, Ms. Romero," She began, dropping the entire façade of a friendly business approach. "What happened to sympathizing withas a fellow wife?" She tilted her head to the side.

Leonica remained silent, only speaking when she dimmed it fit. "Is this all you cto seefor? If yes," She stood up and adjusted her dress. "Then I'll take my leave." Just as she turned around to leave, Irene called out. "Wait." Loolding over her shoulder, Leonica watched her stand up and adjust her dress, actions very similar to hers. "For the sake of we both being women, I advice that you take my offer. Honestly I don't care if you don't take the business offer, it means little to me, but Arvan.. Arvan, I love him and have to be with him." "You're his ex wife." Leonica deadpanned, eyes squinted.

Irene gave a half hearted shrug, "Things happened. We needed space, not anymore. But, now you're in the picture, ruining our only chance of getting back together. So, I'll ask this one more time, will you stay away from Arvan?" "Not when it's you asking. Him, sure, but you, I don't think so." Leonica said and watched as Irene's expression completely turned blank "Is that so?" she muttered. "Well, now I can't say I didn't try." Walking past, she purposely bumped shoulders with Leonica, stopping when the latter chuckles at her audacity. "Oh, and Ms. Romero, I see you've been trending on the hot tople as of late, you sure it isn't going to affect this company of your?" Leonica flashed her a confident smile. "It's nothing I can't handle." Nodding her head, Irene responded. "I see. Well, from my point of view, it seems tolike you're going to be trending longer than either of us expected." She said while flashing a loop side smile.

With that, she walked away, leaving a very confused Leonica standing there, trying to figure out what the hell her words meant Walking into her office, Leonica shook her head, hating all those cliffhanger sentences. It reminded her a lot of what Angelina had said during her visit.

She was still going to get her revenge.

How? Leonica couldn't help but ponder as she weaved through the work on her desk. By the tshe had completed half of it, it was lunch time.

She heard a knock on her door and looked up, expecting Kennedy to step in holding snack bars and a cup of fresh coffee for her. He stepped in alright, but he cin empty handed. "Where are they?" Leonica questioned the absence of her usual treats. She was about to speak again when she noticed the tablet in Kennedy's hand and took notice of the expression resting on his face. She looked between the tablet and him and without asking, knew the answer. Pressing her lips into a thin line, she sighed ou Pissed, Leonica was, but she was also impressed.

In the short two or so hours since Irene had left, she had found a way to post a voice recording of the conversation they had just had, editing parts where she sounded like the bad person and inputting pre recorded voices that made Leonica sound like the Villainess. Now, a majority of people had their doubts, not believing the whole thing was real, but others believed it and had no throwing shade her way, especially those of Owen's fans who didn't hesitate in calling her a two timer.

"That conniving Cunt," She muttered, her brows creasing and her grip on her phone tightening.

Beside her, Kennedy asked. "What should we do, Ms. Romero?" o issue with Previously, Leonica would have chosen for stay quiet. B 4. But for so sreason, today she didn't want to stay quiet.

Trending On The Hot Top "Set up a press conference," She said, pinching the bridge of her nose at the thought of having to stand in front of so many people again "I understand." With one swift nod, Kennedy left to do the task assigned to him.

The moment he was gone, her phone began to ring. She didn't hesitate to pick it when seeing it was a call from Arvan.

"Your wife paida visit today, Arvan." She teased, already knowing why he was calling "Ex wife," The senator corrected. "And why didn't you informof this earlier?" He asked in a hushed tone, the sound of questioning paparazzi and flashing camera lights nearly drowning his voice.

"She was harmless, or so I thought." Cher defense. She could already imagine Arvan shaking his head. "Irene is far from harmless. She's not the criminal type, but would do whatever it takes to win." He informed. "Do you have a way you want to take care of this?" "Already thought of that." Leonica responded. "Press conference." "Just finished one myself, but I wouldn't mind being there. Two heads are better than one." Leonica opened her mouth the refute when she realized that Arvan being present for the press conference might actually help.

"You're right. If it's not too much trouble, you can caround." "Anything that concerns you is never trouble for me. I have to go now, but be sure to textthe time. Bye Leo."

"Bye." She said and the call ended, turning her head in the direction of her door when she felt like someone was watching her. But the only thing she saw was the stilling movement of her keychain holder and the cold cracked open ever so slightly. Six o'clock the next day had clike math period to high school teenager and before he knew it, Owen was seated in Tachyun's office, watching as the man, his father, poured then both a cup of whiskey before settling down, passing him a cup. "Rumors after Rumors," He shook his head, tutting in a way that Owen didn't like. "Is this who you want to ruin your career for?" "Don't talk about Leonica that way, you doing know her like I do." Taehyung was silent for a few seconds before asking "Tellthen, what was that brilliant plan of yours? The one you sounded so eager to share yesterday?" With his gaze on Owen, he waited,

Bracing himself for the now or never moment, Owen spoke. "I'm leaving S.G entertainment, Sir." Taehyun's face slightly crumbled, but wenn continued. But before I do that, I'd like to release one last speech to my fans as Owen Lee of SG entertainment, the person they know." "And how would this benefit me? You honestly think I'd let you go so that you can ruin this career you've built over sgirl?"

"Don't talk about her that way!" Owen snapped before he knew it, but he quickly composed him. "Leonicam means a lot to me! She took care of my a lot while you and mom were busy fighting your way through divorce." He spat the last words, still hating the fact that his mother had left his father for her cousin "So what, you want to return that little favor with the downfall of your career?"