After Divorce Billionaire Ex Found Me Pregnant (Leonica and Gabriel)

Legnica nearby chuckled at the mus

how far I someone other than her had hand those words, they would have pegged she and Angelina for best friends, or close friends at least. But oh,

"Ba, you sure do pot some bills," Leonica spat into the pl "Calling my line just to tell me some crap ass bullshit after all the stunts you've pulled And what, you bebeve I'd owi wahin right into where you want me. Big imagination you've got there."

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Het mind had enooted the picture in het hod, causing her to cringe.

Both mental

#new you'd be like this, and trust me, ely, trust me, 1-dia's want to ha

have to result to this." Angelina continued.

"Result to what?" "Locnica thoughts, doing a little turn around to son her surroundings, almost like an instinct to danger. But nothing ever came. No

bosh, or something of sort. But she could teel it, almost like a gut feeling telling her that Angelina was up to something.

Back, even without her git telling, she could tell the slimy freaking bitch was up to something!

Came the brunette's plain answer.

The Lelea repeated, her brows knitting together at the action.

Even though she couldn't see it, she knew Angelina was nodding to her question. And she was. "Yes. You see I'm a women of righteous way? And I don't

threatening other women, but if I must, then I will "

Ch. Spit in our already, I'm not afraid of your silly threats." Leonica demanded, trailing her eyes from the see-through glass door towards her sen who was still seated on the couch enjoying whatever show he currently was watching. Teen Titans: Leica was most certain them the familiar voices and cartoon tricks

"You're not afraid, are you sure?" Leonica remained silent at the question. "Ah, it seems." Angelina mused at the silence. A quiet chuckle followed seconds atte. "If you're not so afraid, what do you think about these headlines "Ashley Romero, discovered to be the illegitimate child of Gabriel Bryce: man, who's engaged, soon to be married"." Angelina said, chuckling, louder this time, as if she could feel or see the tension that sipped into Leonica's body at the mention of her son being the press's new food. "Or, how about-" "You wouldn't dare." Leonice cut her off with a snel, which didn't do much to Angelina who was busy enjoying this defensive side of her opponent. "But I would" She retorted, taking a sip from her tea afterwards. "Except, you moet me at Grand Mayer Restaurant tomorrow, three PM pronto. So, what's going to ba?"

Gancing at Ashley, who only just now looked behind the couch to wave at his mother with a smile, Leonica knew her choices were limited. At least in was like that each time it came to her son

Ashley was far too precious to her for her to second guess things concerning him. This time included. She didn't want to sit around and wait for Angelina to indeed release that article before she acted "Alright, Angelina Grand Mayer, three PM pronto. You've got it."

"You want me to what? Holding the phone in between her ear and shoulder, Anastasia shoved her used dresses into the back of her car and slammed the door shut.

"Reserve a cake for Ashley's birthday." Came Leonica's response from the other end.

"tim, alright, sure." Slipping into the car and starting the engine, she placed the phone on the loudspeaker and placed it in the passenger seat. "But just out of curiosity, why aren't you doing that?" She asked..

Leonica was silent for a few seconds, a habit Anastasia knew her friend did often when she was either thinking of an answer or just plain out wanted to Ignore you until she felt it was right to respond. Thankfully it was the former and after a few seconds, the white-Ette spoke

"I have a few things to take care of back at the company. Rodrigo's been acting out."

Alie, Anastasia could tell, but she let it pass. "Sure, I'll drop by Meg's shop and have one reserved. Does Ashley want any specific flavor?"

"Lemon cakes, Ashley loves that one." Leonica informed

"Alright. One huge birthday Lemon flavored cake, coming right up!" Pumping her fist in the air, whilst the other hand controlled the steering wheel, Anastasia giggled for a bit before bidding her friend Goodbye.

Half an hour later after ending the call, she pulled her car to a stop in Megan's cake shop. Stepping out, she glanced at the familiar and ever tamting name; Mega-Me cakes and pastry. It was the name she had come up with back in college during one of their usual all girl's drinking night'. Megan had explained her dream of having a cake shop and the glets, namely Leonica and Anastasia gave her the go ahead, pouring the right amount of fuel that was ma the desam Inte risality

But never had Anastasia expected Megan to ie the one she had come up with. The red-Eite's jaw had dropped to the floor when she saw the registered

trome up will. Nothing good could come out of that.

What friend uses the bonible drinken name you ra

Appstently, she was the only me who thought like that, because live years alter Mega-me was launched, it became Norway's biggest pastry shop,

And Megan had the glais in thank for it, literally.

The chaty bell above the door greeted Anastasia with its usual jingles as she stepped in, alerting the female seated by the counter.

"Well jolly good, look what Santa clause draped in." Rising from her seat with the biggest smile so far, Megan rounded the counter and engulfed her longtime friend in a big hug

Anastasia was plek to return the gesture. "Missed you too, Mrg."

#5, what brings you here?" The older of the two asked the second they separated.

th three cake like

"A cake, Ah, that one to be précises." Pointing at the display case which held a three-tier blue, white and lemon colored cake, with macaroces, two green and one light pink, and for a finishing touch, on the body, It had dark green and light-yellow floral designs. Megan glanced in the direction and gave an approving him. "Mhim, you've got a good eye. I'll-"The rest of her words were interrupted by the sound of her phone ringing. She took one glance at the device and cursed underneath her breath. "Everything alright?" Anastasia asked.

"Mhen hm. Just business," Megan answered "Go LP'll just......."

"Yeah sure, go answer that, I'll be waiting here." Anastasia shot a smile her way. Megan quickly returned the gesture before she turned away to answer

the call

"How many times have I told you not to call me." The sound of her voice faded as she walked into the room behind the counter. So did the last of Anntasia's worry towards the weird starting phone conversation.

b well

Moving towards the display case, she admired Ashley's soon to be birthday cake, already imagining Leonica giving her a pat on the back for a job done. Too engrossed in her inoment of admiration, she missed the sound of the doorbell jiggling as another customer entered.

Still too engrossed, she paid no mind to the presence that settled beside her, glancing and equally admiring the same well sculptured cake "Now that's what you call a colostasia mused. However, her voice was laced with another. This one sounding deeper and more masculine then hers.

landed on a familiar face

It was only then that she took notice of the person beside her. Looking away from the cake, her gaze la

Ah, she knew him! He was one of Gabriel's dogs.

"What was his name again? Lelo? Lleyton?"

"Looks like we have eyes for the same thing, Great minds, think alike, I must say. Lloyd's voice broke her train of thoughts.

"Great minds do think alike, however, for this case, that does not apply." Straightening up, she pushed a thin-lipped smile on his face, choosing to Ignore the way his gaze swept up and down her body before a leering smirk settled on his lips. "How so? Care to educate me? There was a teasing tone to his voice as he spoke.

Once again, Anastasia ignored it. "This my darling, has already been reserved."

"Says who?" Lloyd leaned against the display case. "Reserved or not, there's nothing my money can't buy."

His statement-quite bold, if she must admit-had Anastasia chucking. "You're quite fool of yourself, aren't you?s "When you have the money, fame and power, then why shouldn't you."

"Tell me something I don't know." Anastasia sassed.

"With pleasure." Lloyd took her words with all seriousness. Tapping his finger against the display case, he spoke. beauty," He pointed at her. "For this piece of beauty.

"I'm willing to give up this piece of

Anastasia, just like any other woman, found his words cringe-worthy with a taste of playboy flavor. She was obviously about to reject his failed advance, when the vibrating of his phone on the display case top did the job for her.

"Hook up number two?" She read the caller ID out loud, snorting when Lloyd quickly dismissed the caller and shoved the phone into his pocket. "Yeah playboy, I think I'll pass."

"Then, here's another deal," Lloyd pressed on, not giving into defeat just yet. "I'll got this entire shop for you," He slipped a white piece of paper containing digits that Anastasia could only guess was his number, on the counter up. "I'll purchase this entire masterpiece for you, if a masterpiece such as yourself is willing to go on one date with me."

the

Anestasie rolled her eyes at his words. If there was one thing in men she hated, then it would be them trying to use their wealth to pull girls in with th meday of all women falling for their riches.

"Hard feraking pass, playboy"

Sweet And Friendly Talk, Indeed

Her response surprised Lloyd. This was the first time a lady had turned him down. Look wise. So, if his looks had no effect on her, his identity surely would

He was just about to reveal that one part of himself when Megan stepped out from the back room. "I'm sorry for keeping you waiting long, Annie- Uh,

's he?*

who's

"No idea, but this.. gentleman here says he'd like to get MY cake." Anastasia flashed him a condescending smile before she turned to her friend. "Can that ever be possible?"

"No, I apologize. This cake here has already been reserved." Megan confirmed. "If you like something like this, then you can look over there." She pointed towards another display case having similar cakes, but nothing quite like this one.

"You hear that," Anastasia smirked and collected the boolding paper Megan slipped to her. "This masterpiece right here has already been booked. And next time, if there's a next time, when you chose to try and hit on someone like me, don't do it the old fashion way. Flaunting your wealth in my face isn't attractive in the least bit, especially when you offer to buy off a pastry shop that is owned by my friend and I'm an investor in." Putting the booking paper in her purse, she chuckled at Lloyd's dumbfounded face. "Well, Ciao Playbay." She winked at him, blowing a kiss in Megan's direction before turning on her heels and walking away, leaving Lloyd in a mesmerized state despite her rejection.

Three o'clock the next day had come in the blink of an eye. It was three fifteen in the afternoon when Leonica arrived in front of Grand Mayer.

Staring at the restaurant from the outside, fancy glass, potted flowers and comfy yet elegant chairs, the white-Ette took a moment to calm herself. Reminding herself repeatedly that she was here to ensure Ashley didn't become press food rather than to reap the fabric of a mask that she called a skin right of that witch's face.

With one last deep breath and ensuring that she was calm enough, Leonica stepped into the restaurant. It was somewhat empty and thanks to that, she quickly spotted Angelina.

"Hello," Putting her phone away just as Leonica sank into the chair in front of her, Angelina smiled. "I was about beginning to think that you wouldn't

show."