After Divorce, Billionaire Ex Found Me Pregnant-Chapter 102 He Discovered He Had A Son.

“Stuart Reeds was his name.” Kennedy explains, pacing the office all the while his employer sat behind her desk, reading through the employee candidate list for what seemed like the hundredth time.

After the interview has ended, a bit too quickly than he had expected, Leonica had requested for the file, mumbling underneath her breath about Stuart having this awful off putting vibe around him.

But even after yet another back ground check, license plate scans and criminal background check up, they still couldn’t find anything to match her suspicion.

“Previously worked in C&D industry as the head of their accounting department.” He continued on, unaware of how the name of the mentioned company had caught Leonica’s attention.

“C&D industry?” She asked, raising her gaze from the file for the first time. Her question earned a nod from the assistant, which later left her to think back to where she had heard the said name.

Less than a minute later, it clicked into place. Owen, he had mentioned that very same company during one of their discussion when they uncovered Angelina’s ploy and the CEO’s name was...

“Stuart Campbell.” She muttered and almost instinctively, looked down at the picture on Stuart Reeds resume. Her gut was telling her something was wrong here and as if on Cue, Angelina’s words replayed in her mind.

“Kennedy, run a background check on Stuart Campbell.” Leonica ordered, keeping her gaze glued on the paper.

“Of course, give me a few minutes.” He said and rushed towards his laptop.

As the sound of him typing on his keyboard overlapped the silence in her office, Leonica’s phone dinged, indicating the entrance of a text message.

She reached for it, unlocking it to see it was a message from Doctor Bailey. Surprising, but nonetheless, she read it.

[Ms. Romero, I apologize for not calling, my schedule wouldn’t allow it, so instead, I’ll leave this brief message. Mr. Bryce asked that I contact you in his stead and request that you meet him. Today.]

Gabriel wanted to meet her? Leonica’s inside suddenly felt sore at the thought. Even after she had told him they were divorced, he still wanted to meet her? Why?

Had he regained his memory? No, she shook her head at the thought, shaking away the weird feeling that she couldn’t describe, that had come over her. If Gabriel had regained his memory he would either have called her on his own, or found his way to her company by now.

So it was safe to say he hasn’t regained his memory, which really made her wonder why he wanted to see her.

“Background check completed.” Kennedy announced as he pulled the printing paper out from the printing machine and brought it to Leonica. “Here you go boss.” He handed it to her, which she received with a small thank you.

Looking down, Leonica wasn’t sure whether she was relieved or confused, to see that the man in the picture was far different that the person she had interviewed.

The Stuart Campbell in this picture had dark shaggy hair and a pair of soulless looking eyes. The average look for boring ol’ businessmen.

Whereas, the Stuart Reeds she had interviewed had chestnut brown hair and eyes of the same color. And unlike Campbell, he wore medicated glasses.

Although the evidence showed that the two were different people, Leonica couldn’t help but have that same gut feeling she had towards Angelina when the bitch had gone from devil to saint.

Perhaps it was because Reeds previously worked in Campbell’s company and Campbell was... still is, Angelina’s lover.

The most reasonable explanation if you asked her.

While Leonica was trying to sort her gut feeling out, Kennedy printed another paper out from his laptop and attached it to a file of already bulky papers before handing it to Leonica.

“H.R finished finalizing the contract termination documents today.” He said as she looked from the paper on her desk and back to him.

Termination? The wheels in Leonica’s head was almost spinning, until it stopped, recognition kicking in.

Termination documents! As in the once she had requested two months ago when she wanted and still wants to, terminate the contract between hers and Gabriel’s company.

“I’ll have company’s attorney handle the matter immediately once you’ve signed.” Kennedy informed, lingering near the coffee machine to brew him and his employer yet another cup of coffee.

Perhaps he makes too much coffee, he had thought, glancing down at the transparent Glass that was filling with dark brown liquid.

“I see. I’ll take out some time and look over it.” Leonica said as she places it in the drawer of her table and reaches for her phone, turning on the screen time see that she had read Doctor Bailey’s message, yet not replied.

How should she reply? In all honesty, she really didn’t want to see Gabriel. Seeing him brought back the worse of memories that made her seem like a weak person. Along with the fact that she didn’t like how her heart behaved around him.

And this new side of him, certainly was something new.

Bad new, she thought as her gaze settled on the key chain Ashley had given her to deliver to Gabriel. For a moment, she felt bad for her son, knowing that he had probably gone out of his way, broken the bank all so he could get a keychain for the very same father who did not remember him.

It was something to heave heavily about.

Turning her gaze to Kennedy, who was fast at work, sipping from his coffee every now and then, she asked. “Kennedy, what’s my schedule like for this afternoon.”

Kennedy quickly stopped the work he was doing and pulled up his boss’s schedule on his laptop. “You’re free until six o’clock of this evening.”

His announcement had her brows creasing. “What do I have by six o’clock?” She questioned.

Kennedy took one look at the schedule again before informing. “You have a schedule dinner meeting with the brand ambassador and his manager.”

‘A meeting with Owen.’ She thought, missing slowly as she clearly recalled setting something of sort a few weeks back.

“Alright, if it’s like that, then it’s seems I’ll have to step out for a bit.”

“Of course,” Kennedy nodded, watching as his employer reached for her phone, fingers gliding across it’s screen.

[I apologize for the late reply Doctor. I’ll take some time out today and visit the hospital. Thank you for passing along the message.]

Leonica replied.

*~*

Back at the hospital, Gabriel sat up right in one of the chairs, staring intensely at the photo on the table.

The said photo in particular has been discovered in his wallet earlier today when he had requested for his belongings from the nurses. They brought his clothes, which were all battered up with burnt edges, leaving Gabriel to wonder what sort of Accident he has actually gotten into.

However, the thought was fleeting as the very next second, he had spotted the object he was looking for.

His wallet.

The brown leather keeper held a few things. I.D card. Driver’s license and a golden wedding band that had fit perfectly around his wedding finger when he tried it on.

Must have been his wedding ring. He came to the conclusion and had been about to slip it off when the very same picture he was currently staring hard at, had caught his attention.

It was a photo of him and a child who looked to be somewhere around the age of five...? At an amusement park? A festival?

Gabriel really couldn’t pin point the exact location and his damn memory wasn’t doing anything to help. But that wasn’t even the issue at hand.

The issue at hand was that the said boy in the picture, looked so damn much like Gabriel.

The resemblance was too uncanny, safe for the bunch of golden hair that adorned his hair. It was clear without thinking things too much, this child was either his son, or his step brother from another father. But the latter was impossible seeing as both his parents had kicked the bucket in an arson incident over two decades ago.

So, that left him with the only reasonable option. This child in the picture, was his son. Of so, then who was his mother? Leonica?

Well he could see some sort of resemblance between the two, especially the hair. Leonica’s hair was white now, but he could tell there was a time when her hair had been bright yellow, just like this child’s. Perhaps it was form the picture he had seen, or a memory he couldn’t recall.

Whichever it was, Gabriel found his thoughts straying towards her existence, particularly why her hair had become white.

Marie Antoinette Syndrome, his eyes narrowed at the thought, however, the door to his room opened seconds later with a knock.

Bill stepped in, bowing his head as he held the package for the food he had gone to get.

“I apologize, the line was a bit long, but I’ve managed to get what you requested.” Bill explained as he walked towards the table where Gabriel was seated.

The CEO’s expressionless’ face did not change in the slightest, but his voice expressed his gratitude enough as he spoke. “Thank you. You may leave for now.”

“Of course, sir.” Bill managed to say, stopping himself before he could stutter in surprise. He still hasn’t gotten used to Gabriel being different from the man he worked with fore give years, with wore the same face.

He placed the bag on the table and gave a little bow, turning around to leave, when to his dismay, Gabriel stopped him.

“Say,” He began holding the picture he had stared at for the past twenty minutes, up in the air. “Do you know who this child is?” He asked a question he already knew the answer to, but still wanted go hear some sort of confirmation.

Bill, who was surprised to see the picture, immediately blurted out. “Young master Ashley?” Only after the words had left his mouth did he realize that he might have said something he wasn’t meant to.

Leonica had informed him that Gabriel didn’t even remember her, so it was damn obvious that he didn’t recall having a son.

Was telling him the right thing?

“Ashley,” Gabriel muttered the familiar sounding name, taking note that that just might be the name of his supposed son. After that, he has turned his attention on Bill. “So tell me, who is he?”

The assistant visibly sweat dropped, feeling like he was trapped against a wall with no knowledge of the right decision to make.

Luckily, when it seemed like the heat was getting too much to handle, the door behind him slid open and like his hero, Leonica walked in.

Bill has never been so happy to see her to the point that he had quietly sighed.

The first thing Leonica sensed as she walked into the room was that she had interrupted something important.

But it was not like she cared. “Doctor Bailey said you wanted to see me, what for?” She went straight to the point foregoing all the pleasantries and greeting.

“I do, but first,” Gabriel leaned forward, placing the photo on the table and sliding it towards her. “would you be as kind as to explain this to me? “

Leonica’s brows knitted together with confusion, but when she looked down at the photo, she understood where he was coming from and in that moment, three one words sounded in her mind.

Fuck. You. Fate.