After Divorce, Billionaire Ex Found Me Pregnant-Chapter 170 Benjamin Romero Has A Love Child.

The first ever boy Leonica had brought home during her high school days was Jamil Vanadas.

His appearance; tall, tanned skinned, slightly curly brown hair that accentuated his popping blue eyes.

The typical look for spoilt high school bullies. The look that Benjamin and Cassandra Romero, didn’t like.

So of course, they weren’t big fans of the idea... of him and weren’t hesitant about showing their disapproval.

At that time, Owen had just begun his second year in his school and just like Leonica’s parents, he was also against their relationship. For his own reasons of course.

So when word reached him a few months later that Leonica had broken up with Jamil because of how insecure he was of her, family wealth, smartness and all, Owen was glad.

He was more than glad.

So now, staring right at the very same person he was glad Leonica had gotten rid of, he wasn’t very pleased.

Jamil however, didn’t seem to recognize Owen and simply gave him a smile, then turned back to Leonica.

“Leonie,” He called in a sing song voice, enjoying how she looked like she was about to bash his face in at that moment.

She looked more cute than deadly.

“I’ll be waiting for your response. But you see, in this case, it wouldn’t be ideal to keep me waiting for too long.” Waving, he turned back to Owen, smiled once then walked past him, leaving the office.

“Was that Jamil Vanadas?” Owen asked as he closed the door behind him, a frown on his face.

Leonica nodded with a sigh. “Yeah.”

“What was he doing here?” He questioned.

Leonica, on the other hand, wasn’t in the least bit interested in answering his question and instead, she turned away.

“Why are you here Owen? Did you forget something?” She asked in a sweet tone, behaving as if she hasn’t been the same person who looked almost about ready to murder Jamil.

Owen wasn’t having it, though. He knew that Leonica was avoiding the subject and the topic.

“Why was he here, Leonica? Didn’t you guys break up?”

Leonica’s brows furrowed and she shot him a look. “We’re not talking about this, not now, not ever.” She turned her back to him. “Now, why are you here, luce mia?”

When he heard the pet name, Owen knew it was time to drop the subject, even though he didn’t want to.

“I forgot my wallet.” He said as he walked over to where he had kept it earlier on, stuffing it in his pocket.

When he turned around, he carefully studied Leonica, surprising her for a second when he suddenly walked closer and wiped the corner of her lips.

“Your lipstick is smudged.” Without waiting for her answer, he leaned in and pecked her cheek. “let’s talk later, yeah?”

With that, he turned around and walked out, not missing the heavy sigh that escaped Leonica’s lips.

As he walked down the hallway, heading towards the elevator, he saw Jamil leaning on the wall, a smirk on his lips and a phone in his hands.

“I knew you looked kinda familiar. You’re that the idol, Owen Lee, Right?”

Owen stopped, his eyes not once leaving Jamil’s, and he gave a single nod of his head, acknowledging him.

“I’m a fan, well, was a fan. You lost me the moment you decided to propose to Leonica.”

“What do you want?”

Jamil’s smile widened and he pushed himself off the wall. “You and her are engaged, correct? Or is the media spreading a fake news again?”

“It’s true.” Owen answered confidently. “But you still haven’t answered my question. Why are you here?”

“Let’s say, I’m a friend. A close one at that.”

Owen didn’t look amused, in fact, he looked anything but amused and Jamil couldn’t help but laugh.

“You’re a jealous one. Feeling threatened already, aren’t you?” He shook his head, and then continued. “You should feel threatened. Especially with me around.”

“You have no place here.” Owen stated, his voice calm and low. “So, get lost.”

Jamil shrugged. “I’ll be going soon. Except this time around, I’ll be taking Leonica with me, like I should have done so back in high school.”

“If you think for a second that she would just come back to you just because you ask, then I suggest you rethink that.” Owen retorted, his patience running out.

“Oh, trust me, she’ll be coming back, just wait. I’m not a person who gives up easily, Mr. Lee.” He stepped closer, a cocky smirk on his face. “I won. In high school, I was the victor. I got her. But I let her go because situations demanded so. Now that I’ve finally seen her again, I’ll make sure she’s mine. No one’s going to take her away from me, not even you.”

Owen snorted at his words. “You let her go because Situation demanded so? You were insecure Jamil Vanadas. Which you had every right to seeing as she was and still is better than you. And no, you won’t be taking her back. Because you have no business being in her life.” Stepping forward, he added. “I’ve dealt with people like you who are always vying for her attention and look where that got me, I won.”

Jamil’s face twitched at his words, but he confidently said. “Well, let’s hope you’ve won for the last time, because this is your last battle. I’m the one who’s going to win, not you. Trust me, Mr. Lee.”

“We’ll see about that.” Owen spat, turning around and heading for the elevator, his mind not once leaving the fact that he had just found another enemy, especially since Jamil’s words were filled with confidence.

Jamil waited till he had left before he went down. Florence and Jaxson were waiting in the entrance for him and they both led him towards his car.

“What happened back there, sir?” Florence asked.

“I had a little chat with Leonica.” He chuckled and turned to Jaxson. “What about the thing I asked you to look into?”

“Ah!” Jaxson quickly fumbled with his tablet before pulling a file open and handing it to him. “I found this.”

Jamil collected the tablet and read through it while Jaxson explained.

“Apparently, Benjamin Romero had been in a relationship with some low class lady before he married his current wife, Cassandra.

“Hmmm,” Jamil nodded his head, still reading.

“But they were never able to get married. The lady in question, her name was Alicia, she passed away in a car crash about six years ago. However, twenty four years prior to her death, she gave birth to a baby girl.” Jaxson paused, allowing his words to sink in.

“A baby girl?” He asked, his mind already forming a picture of what Jaxson was telling him. Chuckling, he said. “You mean to tell me The righteous Benjamin Romero, has a love child?”

Jaxson nodded his head and swiped next on the tablet, showing his boss the picture of Benjamin’s love child.

The resemblance he could see. Jamil barked a laugh, a devilish glint in his eyes as he stared at the picture.

“Jaxson,” He called without looking at the male, more focused on the picture of said love child. “Set up a meeting with her, I’m sure she’s be more than glad to know she has a rich father like Benjamin Romero.”