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

"Two big wins in less than twenty four hours, I gotta congratulate you, Irene." Jamil praised after having listened to Irene's story.

The blonde held her chin high, smiling proudly because she knew today's outcome had only occurred because of the action she made. "What else did you expect." Walking to her bed, she sat on it. "Now that we have One of my father's most expensive client within our grasp, all we need to do is turn him against Leonica and with the public's option of her right now, that shouldn't be too hard."

"Indeed," Jamil agreed. "But don't forget, the reason why Benjamin gave that contract to you is because he wants to change the public opinion of Leonica. The public may think otherwise about her, but the Romero family clearly still loves her." Jamil's words, although a simple reminder, peppered Irene more than it should have.

Why would her father still care about Leonica. She was his first daughter. It was her mother that he loved with all his heart, not Cassandra.

So why was it that he still loved Leonica rarely after the video she had published on the internet?

She clenched her jaw. All her effort and all the money she spent on getting that video, she wasn't going to let it go to waste. Never!

"Irene," Jamil's voice snapped her out of her thoughts. "Don't overdo it, Leonica is smarter than she looks and the moment she realizes that we're planning on taking over the entire Romero fortunate, it's going to be over for us."

"For someone who only wants a girl, you sure do worry too Much, Jamil." Irene teased. "But worry not, I know how to play this type of game, it ain't my first time."

"You better be as confident as you sound, because might I remind you, if I don't get Leonica, I won't keep you around any longer."

"I'm aware," Irene scoffed, not letting Jamil's threat affect her.

"Good. Then, I'll be looking forward to hearing good news from you."

"Yeah yeah," She waved him off, not bothering to say goodbye before ending the call and scoffing.

Who was he to threaten her.

Getting up, she quickly buried Jamil's unpleasant threat in the back of her mind, heading for her bedroom door as she dimmed the occasion fit for a glass of wine.

Ah, so that's how it was.

Leonica clicked her tongue as she clicked her screen off, having watched the entire interaction between Jamil and Irene.

Irene's goal was the family's wealth and Jamil's, her.

She shuddered. What a psychopath he was, willing to destroy an entire family for his one sided infatuation.

Well, as irritated and disgusted as she was when watching the camera feedback from her phone, a small side of her couldn't help but be grateful.

She knew when she saw Irene sauntering out of their father's office in joy, that she was up to something, most definitely going to inform Jamil if the development.

So she too wasted no time in leaving her father's office, pulling out her phone and watching their interaction.

Now who says voyeurism is always a bad thing.

Now that Leonica knew Jamil and Irene's goals, she knew which and which steps to take.

And her first step, she thought as she watched Irene walk down the stairs, humming blissfully to herself, was to get Irene kicked out of her family.

And what better way to do that than pulling on the sensitive strings of her emotions, painting her the black sheep then turning the entire family against her.

She may share half the same blood as her, but when it came to keeping her family safe, Leonica could bring herself to be ruthless, even towards her own sibling. "What? Got something to say?" Irene asked the moment she caught Leonica staring. The younger sibling simply shook her head, a blank expression on her face.

"I don't," Was her response as she watched Irene walk to the win bar and pick out a few expensive wines, weighing her options.

After picking the one that suited her taste, she turned around and boldly asked. "Care to join me, it's the least you can do to congratulate me for the huge contract I just landed." Leonica once again remained silent, letting Irene pop open the wine and pour herself a glass, before she spoke.

"You do know you didn't earn that contract, right. Father gave that to you because he wanted to protect my reputation in front of the public."

Irene paused midway, turning to face Leonica with a glare. "So what are you saying? I can never win father's favor if not for you?"

"Exactly," Leonica stood up. "Only one daughter exist in the Romero family, and that's me. You're just a common parasite who crawled her way in, desperate to take everything I have." Irene slammed her glass down, spilling some wine on the table and her hand. "You damn brat, are you trying to provoke me?"

"If telling you the truth is gonna provoke you, then see it as so, because I won't keep quiet, not until I've said my piece."

"Well sadly, no one wants to hear your piece," Dabbing the wine off her hand with a napkin, Irene picked a new glass and grabbed the wine bottle before she added. "Not even your parents."

"Didn't you notice that your mother didn't show up at the meeting today," She taunted as she circled Leonica. "She's gotten tired of your shit, Leonie," The way Irene called her by amil's designated nickname for her, caused the young woman to cringe. "Even father didn't ask for an explanation this morning because he's already fed up with your shit."

"In fact," She stopped, chuckling darkly. "He's probably thinking of ways to keep you on the low down as we speak." She shook her head tutting in the process. "You've brought so much shame to the Romero Family, Leonica. And,

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fix that."

"Fix that?" Leonica parroted, chuckling afterwards. "Wait until father knows that you released that video."

Her words had Irene stopping in her tracks, face pale. "What?"

"The video. It was you, wasn't it."

Denial was clear in her voice as she chuckled. "Baselessly defaming to make yourself look better in this situation won't help, Leonica."

"Oh I'm not baselessly defaming. I had Kennedy look into your call records and I have several of recorded phone calls."

"You did what?!" Irene hissed. "I can have you sued for that Leonica Romero."

"Go ahead," Leonica smiled sweetly. "But while we're at it, let me remind you. Posting inaccurate content online that misleads or harms others is punishable by law."

"Are you threatening me, Leonica?"

"Of course not, I'm simply giving a good advice to my senior sister."

Irene was speechless for a few seconds before she chuckled and shook as her. "I'm not doing this," She muttered, remembering how Jamil had advised her to not provoke Leonica. She walked away, going up about seven steps before she added. "If you want to be jealous-"

"Jealous?" Leonica barked a laugh. "About what? The way your desperately trying to worm your way into My family?"

"It was MY family first!" Irene snapped. "He was my father first! You and your damn mother just had to come along and fucking steal him away."

Leonica remained silent, observing the way Irene reacted.

Just a little more, she thought, a little more push and she was sure to crack.

"All the money, the houses, the companies, everything was supposed to belong to me. But your mother had to come along and snatch them all. But don't worry, all that's eventually gonna change. The cars, affection, money, it's all going to belong to me soon."

"Because of one stupid video,"

Leonica shook her head. "You're

clearly stupid if you think that's all it'd take for them to shun me. Even now, they still love me more than you," Stating this, Leonica met Trene halfway across the stair, startling her. "Do you want me to prove it?"

Irene instinctively took a step backwards. "Prove it, how?" She asked, frowning when Leonica took another step towards her and grabbed her hand.

At first she was confused about what Leonica was doing, but then slowly, all the dots connected the moment she saw Meredith walking into the living area and Leonica smirked.

"Remember this, Irene," And just like that, Leonica took a step back and purposefully missed one step, letting her body fall backwards.