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

"Daddy!" She cheered.

Daddy? Leonica thought, glancing from the small girl with black hair and then back to Arvan who equally had black hair. She could somewhat see the resemblance.

"Hey princess," Arvan cooed, affectionately ruffling her hair. "How are you?"

The small girl beamed at her father's question, giving him a simple nod as an answer before turning to rush at Ashely.

The boy, small as he may look, was smart and sturdy enough to catch the girl as she charged at him and flung herself into his arms.

"What...is...going on?" Leonica questioned, brows creasing in confusion.

Arvan took a spot beside her, watc

as the children hugged. "That boy, Dylan or whatever his name was, he had picked on Daisy." He pointed towards the small girl. "Tore her family tree because she hadn't drawn her mother, not that she could." There was a pause as Arvan allowed his words settle. "Ashely ended up stepping in, which as you can see, getting bullied. I apologize."

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"You've said enough of that to me, today alone No more. Rather, I'm glad to know that my

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son has been saving damsels lately, huh?" Leonica joked, gaining a chuckle from Arvan. "He sure is a hero."

Leonica nodded watching as her son interacted with his new friend. Thinking that he was finally settling down in Norway after weeks since they moved, and had made a new friend, made her feel at ease.

"I'm glad he finally made a friend, a genuine one I can tell." She voiced.

From beside her, Arvan nodded. He too was equally as glad, seeing that Daisy was finally opening up to someone after her mother's death years ago.

"You know," He began, gaining Leonica's attention. "The two of them could make great friends."

"Friends?" She glanced between the two, before looking back at him, a small smile tugging at the corner of her lips. "Yeah, they would."

Staring right at her, he asked. "And where would that lead us?"

"Huh?" Leonica blinked in confusion. "What do you mean?"

As if only just now heading his own words, the male lowered his gaze, a soft chuckle escaping his lips at the absurdity of what he had just said. Raising his gaze once more, he was about correct his words, when the principal spoke up from behind them, reminding all of his

presence.

"Ms. Romero, Mr. Richardson, I'm sorry but the bell has rung and I have another parent-teacher meeting to attend."

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"Ah," Leonica nodded. "Of course, go right ahead. I'll also be taking my leave now." Turning to face Ashely, who was busy playing with his new friend, she called out. "Ashely, come on, we have to go."

The boy instantly got up and ran to her, stopping to stand beside her.

"Daisy," Arvan called his daughter. "We're going now."

"But daddy," Daisy pouted. "Can't I play with Asha some more? I'm having fun."

"Asha?" Both Leonica and Arvan were taken aback by the nickname the young girl had given to Ashely.

"Yes, Asha." Daisy grinned.

"Asha, huh?" Leonica chuckled. "You've never given anyone a nickname before, so I'm guessing that means you like him."

"Of course, daddy says heroes are good and he's a hero." She pointed to her newfound friend.

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Leonica's eyes softened. "Is that so?"

Daisy nodded.

"Then, it's fine if we meet again, right, Daddy?"

"Of course you can," Leonica beamed. "We'll arrange that."

"Yay!" Daisy cheered.

"Alright then, we'll be going." Leonica announced, turning towards the door.

"See you later, Ashley." Daisy waved.

"I look forward to seeing you again, Ms. Leonica" Arvan smiled and gently bowed his head at her departure.

"Likewise." Leonica forced a smile and bade the father and daughter duo goodbye.

Stepping out of the office, Ashely beside her, she couldn't help but glance back at the door.

Perhaps it was only in her mind, but Arvan...his countenance seemed far too friendly to her.

Meanwhile, in the parking lot of the school, Jena was fuming in her car and behind her, Dylan was crying, redden finger print on his left cheek

"That damn bitch." She sneered, tightening her grip on the steering wheel. "Just who does she think she is humiliating me like that. I'll make her pay, just she wait."

With that, she reached for her phone and scrolled through her recent logs, clicking on

Angelina's number. The line rang for a few seconds before it was answered.

"Jena, what is it?" Her raspy voice asked, clearly having just woken up from her beauty sleep.

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"Who?" she yawned.

"That bitch, Leonica. And you won't believe what I'm gonna tell you next."

"Just talk already Jena, don't try to sound smart.

Jena's eyes twitched, clearly annoyed by Angelina's tone and words.

Keep calm, she reminded herself before continuing what she had called to say. "That Bitch, Angelina, that bitch has a bastard son."

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"Alright," Clapping her hands, Leonica shooed Ashely to bed. "It's time to tuck in the blanket.

It had been a few hours since she had pulled Ashely out if school during the day, taking him home so that he could rest his mind and mental health after all that had happened.

Her parents had been surprised the moment they saw their daughter and Grandson walk into the residence in the middle of the afternoon. Questions after questions followed, but the answer remained the same. "No one's forcing the kid to stay at school." Leonica had replied each time her mother mostly, questioned.

Eventually, Cassandra had given up, leaving the duo to settle on the couch while she joined the cook in the kitchen to prepare their dinner.

Dinner with her entire family was a pleasant experience, not wanting the rare occasion to end too soon, Leonica offered to stay the night in her parents place, making Ashely over the moon.

Which brought them down to where they currently were, dressed in sun and moon print pyjamas and slipping into the same bed, ready for a night of adventurous dreams.

"Okay, would you like me to tell you a story?" Leonica ask, gently patting his chest while the boy got cozy.

Ashely shook his head, declining her offer.

"Oh, what then?"

At his mother's question, Ashely opened his mouth, but hesitated to speak.

Should he ask the question that had been on his mind all morning? He pondered.