After Divorce Billionaire Ex Found Me Pregnant

Leonica nodded, a smile on her lips as she watched him grab the toast without hesitation and take a hung chunk out of it.

Yeah, there's no point making him eat the salad if it's not really helping with his healing process, she thought.

Her attention was pulled away from Ashley when her phone vibrated. She looked at it and instantly smiled when seeing a text message from Owen. [Hey baby, how are you?] His message read.

She wasted no tresponding.

[Good, just had breakfast with Ashley. How are you?] Owen's response was immediate.

[Good. But I'm pretty sure I can be better with a kiss from you.] His message made her chuckle and she glanced at her son who was busy with his own breakfast before responding.

[You're getting cocky Owen Lee.] Although she replied that way, She actually didn't mind the cockiness. It was part of Owen's charm.

Owen's reply came.

[And you like it, future Mrs. Romero Lee.] She bit her bottom lip and chuckled, quickly replying with: [I do.] But a second later, she decided to delete the message, realizing it might be too much and instead replaced it with; [Wanna cover later?] [Is that even a question.] Satisfied, she smiled.

Oh, how she enjoyed talking with Owen. Tspent with him was a blissful distraction from all the ruckus going on in her life, namely Ashley's news and Kennedy's mismatched information.

In fact at this point, she honestly won't be surprised if she found out that she had a long lost sister somewhere in the world.

"I'm done mommy." Ashley announced.

"Alright, go grab your bag." He nodded and hopped of his chair, coming back seconds later with the bag hanging off his back.

Leonica stood up and scooped him up in her arms. "Let's go now shall we?" ""Mhm, let's!" Smiling at her son's antiques, Leonica began to walk towards the door when she remembered something. "Oh, Grace, could you helpplug my tablet, I think it's dead." The nanny nodded her head. "I'll do just that. Have a good day Madand young master." ~0~ After dropping off Ashley, Leonica had decided to head into work early, because truthfully, engrossing herself in work seemed more appealing than doing nothing and allowing her mind ponder over what Kennedy had told her.

And speaking of work, she still had the thing on Rodrigo to take care of. While Kennedy is busy identifying his accomplice, it'd be wise for her to start figuring out various reasons why Rodrigo had gone to the family vault.

For that, she need to do sintense digging.

A few hours later, she was doing just that when the landline somewhere in her office rang. "Kennedy," She called her assistant, wanting him to answer the phone in her stead as she was far too engrossed in what she was doing. Only did she look away when her office remained void of the assistant's voice, the ringing landline being the only source of sound in 3/3.

the room.

"Kennedy?" She tried again, but just like before, the assistant did not respond.

Of course he wasn't here.

With a sigh, she placed her laptop down and walked towards the landline on her desk.

"Leonica Romero speaking." "Hello Ms. Romero?" The voice of her receptionist responded back. "There's someone at the reception requesting an audience with you." Leonica's brows furrowed. Audience? She didn't have any appointments scheduled for today, and she wasn't expecting any. "Who is it?" "That's the thing, Madame, I've tried to ask him, but he's a little... Difficult." The receptionist informed. "Difficult?" "Yes, I believe you should cdown and see for yourself, Ma'am." "Alright, I'll be right there." With that, the call ended and she stepped out of her office.

Her receptionist was already waiting by the elevator when she stepped out. "Where is he?" She questioned.

"This way." Her receptionist gestured for her to follow her and together, they headed towards the direction of her office's reception.

"He's just inside, Ma'am." Her receptionist explained and held her hand out, pointing in the direction of the reception.

Leonica thanked her and proceeded to the reception. Once there, she paused and glanced at the man seated there, back facing her.

"Who are you and what do you want?" She inquired, wanting the stranger to state his business and get it over with.

The man didn't answer and when she moved closer, his appearance had her heart almost stopping.

"M...Melvin?" A smirk tugged at the corner of the man's lips and he stood up, towering intimidatingly above her. "Hello sis." I Want My Birthright.

"It's been a while, hasn't it?" Melvin, or the man who looked exactly like om Melvin, asked and turned towards Leonica, his cold and emotionless gaze scanning her body before settling on her face.

"Y-you're," Leonica took a step back, her entire face scrunched up in m disbelief "How are you..." She couldn't bring herself to ask how he was alive.

Each word that cpast her lips cin the form of a stutter or jumbled up nonsense TheCookalike laughed, and Leonica caused her brain for automatically thinking this lookalike, this fraud, was her brother.

He wasn't. He couldn't be. "You look pretty shocked kid sis, that isn't any way to welcyour big after so long." "Who are you?" Leonica asked, schooling her expression. She wasn't so easily going to fall prey to this stupid prank.

That's right, this most certainly was one of Rodrigo's schemes. He must have gotten someone to get a face job to look exactly like her dead brother.

All because...