After Divorce, Billionaire Ex Found Me Pregnant-Chapter 172 Ruining The Romero Family.

“You’ll regret it.”

Leonica thought about Jamil’s words as she sat in front of her vanity mirror, taking off her make up for the day.

But no matter the number of times she thought about it, Leonica really couldn’t tell what he meant.

An obvious bluff, she thought.

He had always been a person who liked to boast, especially when he knew he believed he had a trump card or two.

Jamil, even back in high school, had been a confident one, he always acted as if he was better than everyone else, even if he wasn’t, which was the case for Leonica and as soon as he realized that, their once happy relationship went sour.

He blamed her for people looking down on him, blamed her for being to straightforward, for having better grades, family and dress sense than him.

And as their relationship got more toxic, Leonica was forced to realize that even if Jamil was a great boyfriend, his toxic and prideful side was something she couldn’t put up with.

Then she broke up with him and that marked the beginning of the bullying. Jamil took that as his own way of getting revenge, he started off by calling her names, insulting her, but that soon escalated to the point where he got physical, all in the bid to mend what he claimed to be a broken heart.

But right before the start of college, he disappeared, transferred schools, but that didn’t quench the hatred Leonica had developed for him.

She hated him and his guts just as much.

So when Jamil, after all those years, came back, asking her for a partnership, she didn’t think twice about refusing, not because she feared him or his threats, but rather because she didn’t want any business with him, didn’t want him anywhere near her.

But yet, here he was, back with his threats, all because he wanted that very same Relationship he destroyed.

Leonica scoffed at the thought, she’d never give him that chance. Just like Gabriel, he had lost a shot at her heart. frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓

Speaking of Gabriel, Leonica’s mind flashed back to their encounter at the hospital and she recalled that a long with Ashley, she had to show up for their weekend hang out.

“Great,” She muttered weakly with a sigh as she trashed her used makeup wipes. “I already have one fish on my plate, why not throw another one in.”

She didn’t want to show up, she didn’t want to meet Gabriel, not when she had a lot going on and the last thing she needed was a headache.

And she was certain Gabriel would become one, after all, he had been just that before he lost his memories.

Memories, she thought as she slipped under the covers of her bed, wondering when or if he was ever going to get them back.

Not that it concerned her, right now, she had other things to think about. Ashley was one of them, the most important in fact and then there was her relationship with Owen, it was second important to Ashley. After that, Gabriel followed and Jamil, he was the least of her problem.

But despite that fact, a voice in the back of her mind couldn’t help but warn her to be careful of Jamil, as she drifted asleep.

~•~

Two days for Irene felt like an entire week, so when she had gotten the call from Jamil, telling her that he had gotten the results for the DNA test, she didn’t waste a single minute and rushed down to the café.

Jamil was already seated in the same spot as the last time and she wasted no time and took a seat in front of him.

“The result, where is it?” She asked eagerly.

“Calm down.” Jamil chuckled. “I have it here.” He fished around his suit pocket, pulling out a brown envelope, and handing it over to her.

As expected, Irene tore at the cover, desperate to get to the white paper inside which contained the information she needed.

And the moment she saw it, the percent reading 99.99%, her eyes widened, only to narrow seconds later as she spotted the name of her supposed father.

“My dad is...Benjamin Romero?” Her question was filled with disbelief and she glanced at Jamil for answers.

“Oh, did I forget to mention that?” Jamil questioned, feigning innocence. “Well, yeah, that old man is your father. Congratulations.” He joyfully announced, but Irene’s face was far from joyful.

In the few seconds that Jamil had confirmed the identity of her father and the seconds it took her brain to replay their last conversation, Irene connected several dots.

“Then...my sister, is she-?”

Jamil mimicked the sound of a ringing bell with his lips. “Correct! Your half sister is Leonica Romero.”

Irene’s face completely fell.

“What? Wasn’t the resemblance obvious?” Jamil mocked.

“That woman is my half sister?!” Irene shouted.

“Yup,” Jamil confirmed. “But that aside, you know Leonie?”

Irene cringed at the nickname. “Who doesn’t? That bitch had made it her mission to ruin nearly everyone’s life, mine included!”

“So, you hate her?” Jamil interpreted her words in simpler terms. “And you’re willing to pull her down, making her pay for making you such a pathetic soul?”

Ouch, Irene thought, but chose to ignore the obvious insult.

“Of course I would, but last I checked, the bitch’s untouchable. As much as I hate to admit it.”

“Untouchable?”

“Yeah. Haven’t you seen what she did to her uncle? It’s huge news.”

“Of course it is. But that’s not a problem, because unlike Rodrigo Romero, I’m not just using strategies, I’m also using my brain.” Jamil tapped on his temple to emphasize his words.

“Brain or strategy, none of that makes you any different from That fool if you’re going to get caught.”

“But I’m not!” Jamil quickly interjected, a wide smile on his lips. “You see, the mistake Rodrigo made was that he went for the big fish. He wanted to quickly make his way to the top. Unlike him, we’re going to do things slow but swift. Rather than going after Romero Empire that is now out of Benjamin’s hands, we’d go for his other enterprises, the smaller ones. From there, we’d win his clients favors and soon, we’d have enough backing to ruin and buy Romero Empire. We’d play her exact game, except this time around, we’d be more ruthless. When all that is done, we’d simply paint Leonica red and have her name taken off the family register, making sure she has access to nothing and when we’ve officially ruined her, she’d come begging.”

Jamil explained, the look in his eyes growing more and more crazy by the minute.

It creeped Irene out and for a second, she pitied Leonica.

“From the way I see it, this is only benefit you. Where do I get my fun.”

Jamil chuckled. “Don’t you worry, you’ll get your fun. When the time comes, not only would you be able to take revenge on your half sister, you’d also have the privilege to get revenge on the woman who had stolen your father away from your mother. And along with all that would come a great reward.” He smiled deviously at the end.

Irene, however, wasn’t interested in whatever reward Jamil had in mind, all she cared about was the fact that the one person she had hated since growing on, Cassandra Romero, was finally about to suffer the justice she deserved.

Oh, and not go forget her lovely half sister. Leonica had frustrated her so much in the short period they knew themselves. From stealing Arvan’s heart away, to stealing her spot in Daisy’s life, then there was the fact that she was her father’s favorite, and the list was endless.

So yeah, this was her chance, the only opportunity she’d get to finally get rid of the people who bring her so much frustration.

“Fine, I’m in.” She declared, a wicked smile on her face.

Jamil matched her wicked smile, his blue eyes shining brightly.

“Of course you are. You didn’t have a choice to begin with.” Bringing his hand forward, he offered a hand shake which Irene gladly accepted. “I look forward to ruining the Romero family with you, Irene Rosewood Romero.”