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

"You bitch," She breathed out. "A nobody like you dare lay her hand on me!"

"A bitch? A nobody?" Leonica scoffed. However, as fast as the smile had come, it had disappeared, leaving a menacing look on her face that caused Jena to flinch and instinctively take a step back.

But even by doing that, did not save her from Legnica's next words.

"You have a sharp mouth for someone who's husband's company is on the verge of

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bankruptcy."

Jena's eyes widened. How had she known about her husband company's financial situation?

"It's sad, you know." Leonica continued. "That your husband's company is doing so horribly, and it's only going to get worse since the majority of shareholders are slowly leaving. Soon, you'll lose your luxurious position in high society, followed by your luxurious cars and then finally, that lavish lifestyle you pride yourself on so much." Taking a step forward, she continued. "It's all inevitable to happen, but if I were you, I wouldn't provoke me or else, bite my words when I tell you, I'll make the inevitable happen faster than a passing shooting star." She snapped her finger, the sound causing the female in front of her to flinch.

To say Jena wasn't intimidated would be a fat lie. She was shaken in her pants by Leonica's expressions and her threat that she felt for some reason, she could back it up without breaking

a sweat.

But even with that, she didn't back down. Pointing a shaky finger at the principal who had backed into a corner, away from the argument, she called out.

"Y-you, old man, do something! Are you just going to stand there and watch this woman ridicule my son and I? Huh, are you?!" "Madam, p-please, I..."

"Oh my god," She turned her attention to the two young boys in the room, one of them being her innocent looking but devilish son. "Dylan, honey, don't worry, mommy will teach this evil woman and her bastard a lesson. Just watch." She was about to step forward and give her piece, but the sound of soft footsteps walking into the principal's office abruptly shut her off.

"What's all this noise about, Mr. Hugh?" The male who stepped in, spoke, making his presence all the more known.

The sound of a familiar voice to both Jena and Leonica's ears caused their heads to whip around in his direction. Except in the two, one eyes widened in alarm while the other creased, trying to recall where she had seen the man standing by the door with his hands pocketed,

neatly dressed in a brown suit and turtleneck.

"M-mr. Richardson..." Jena stuttered, her eyes nearly popping out of their sockets as she stared at the next senator of their country.

Arvan Richardson, the current and strongest candidate to take over as the senator of their country. He had made a few visits to their district a few weeks ago, campaigning and gaining support.

The news and the media had been all over him, his handsome, dashing looks and his charming attitude being the cause for the ladies to swoon and the reporters to go into an all night frenzy, man or woman.

Even though Jena had never met him in person, only seeing him on the internet and daily

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newspapers over the past few weeks, she would be lying if she said she hadn't found him

attractive.

But why was he here?

"Mr. Hugh, what's happening?" Arvan walked closer into the office, standing a few feet away from Leonica who occasionally glanced at him, trying to recall where she had seen his face.

A face like his wasn't one you could see everyday on the street, so where had she seen him?

"Mr. Richardson, what a pleasant surprise." Hugh, the principal, stepped forward and shook hands with Arvan. "I didn't expect you'd have the time to come by today so I didn't bother calling." "That isn't the answer to my question, is it, Mr. Hugh?" Arvan reminded. "What's with all the

noise?"

"Right," He chuckled nervously, scratching the back of his head. "Well, you see-" Before he could complete his words, Jena rudely cut in.

"Mr. Richardson, thank goodness you came. You see, in a situation like this, only a figure such as yourself can serve justice for my son and I." She walked towards him, batting her eyes, and placed her hand on his arm, rubbing gently. Leonica watched her action, face cringing in disgust.

So even as a married woman, she was still very much of a slut, she thought and scoffed, momentarily gaining the attention of Arvan who had, seconds ago, shrugged the woman's hands off him.

Feeling his eyes on her, Leonica glanced his way, having to raise her head to a certain angle to meet his eyes. Then, she raised a questioning brow at him, silently asking the words; is there something on my face?

But even that wasn't enough to snap his eyes away from her features. Only when Jena began to speak again, did he look away.

"Mr. Richardson, these people," She pointed her hand between the mother and son duo." They bullied not only my son, by me too. She even had the audacity to slap me. Please Sir, see to it that they are punished." "She slapped you?" His eyes landed on the reddened part of her cheek, a tug appearing at the corners of his lips..

"Yes." Jena nodded. "See, look how red it is." She stepped forward, pointing.

After a while, Arvan sighed. "You're right," He announced. "What happened here today, seems serious and it's only fair that the people in the wrong, get punished, severely."

Jena grinned in triumph. Her smile however, faded upon hearing Arvan's next words.

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"That's why as of today onwards, Mrs.," He glanced at the principal for her name.

"Mrs. Jena Benson." He quickly informed.

Arvan gave a curt nod in his direction before turning back to face Jena, continuing from where

he had left off. "Mrs. Jena Benson and all her family members alike, are hereby put on Norlights International Kindergarten's Blacklist. Effective immediately."

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Arvan's words replayed in Jena's mind like a broken track record. Her mouth literally hung open in surprise and confusion alike.

How...when did shit turn on her like this?

"Mr. Richardson, what...what are you saying?" She chuckled halfheartedly taking a step towards the questioned male.

Much to her surprise, Arvan took a step back, avoiding her like she was some disease. This offended her, but that wasn't the matter at hand right now.

"Mr. Richardson, I think you've got it all wrong. The people who caused this trouble, is them." She pressed on, pointing an accusing finger in Leonica's direction.

Despite the accusation being thrown her way, Leonica's face remained neutral.

"They are the ones who threw the first blow, so it's only befitting that they get-"

"Mrs. Benson," Arvan interrupted her rant. "You seem to be under the impression that you're the victim in all of this."

Jena looked at him, confusion etched on her features.

"But it's you and your son that are the offenders."

"Offender?" She was taken aback by his choice of words. "You've got to be kidding me, Mr. Richardson."

"I'm not."

"But Dylan," Jena looked back at the boy. "He did nothing. It was that bastard. That fatherless bastard. I won't allow my son to be punished for something that twat did." "Mrs. Benson," Arvan began, voice low as he took a step forward. It was now Jena's turn to stumble backwards. "Each and every classroom in this school has a CCTV installed, now before you go on playing the victim, I'll have you know that I watched the CCTV footages before coming here and I'm well aware that your son," he pointed towards the boy who sheepishly lowered his head. "Had been the first to throw an attack."

Jena opened her mouth to retort, however the words failed her.

"Not only that, your son's bullying and offensive behavior was not the first occurrence, rather it was the hundredth, the tenth, the last." Arvan's voice was getting dangerously low, yet it still held power. "This is a school, Mrs. Benson. A kindergarten. Not a playground where children are meant to have their fun by insulting others and causing pain. Yet your son, who has done this multiple times, and each time he's gotten away with it, decided to pick on little Ashley Romero, for the first time, and for what? Because he was the only one without a father.

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Unacceptable."

"It was his fault for being a bastard, 1-"

"I don't want to hear another word." Arvan held his hand up. "Your son's actions today, as well as in the past have led to you being on the black list of this school. And the punishment. just doesn't stop there."

Stepping back and taking his previous position beside Leonica, he pointed towards her. "You'd immediately apologize to Ms. Romero and her son, or else you, Mrs. Jena Benson along with your entire family members, would be put on the Norwegian education system's blacklist."

Jena was rendered speechless, her eyes widening in fright.

Blacklisted...from the entire Norwegian education system?

No, she couldn't have that!

Quickly, she rushed forward and unexpectedly took Leonica's hands in hers, a pleading look on

her face.

"M-ms. Romero, please forgive me. As a mother you should understand that I was simply trying to protect my child. Please pay no mind to the words I have said, huh? Huh?"

Her pleading did not move Leonica

"You've said a lot of things, Mrs. Benson, but the thing is, you've never apologized for

any of them. Rather, you try and find ways to excuse them. If you don't want to apologize, then I'm afraid your words and actions will have serious consequences for you and your family."

"Apologize? Yes, I-I can do that." Quickly, she let go of Leonica's hands and turned towards her son. Taking his shoulders in her hand, she squeezed.

"Dylan, you will apologize to Ms. Romero and Ashley, or else, no more TV or video games for you, forever!"

Dylan winced at her words.

"Yes mommy," He replied and quickly got down from the chair, bowing his head.

"I-I'm sorry Ashley, and you, Ms. Romero." He apologized.

"Ashely, do you forgive him?" Leonica questioned, watching her son nod his head before turning back to Jena with a smile. "Good, your son's apology is out of the way. Your is next." "Yes, yes." Jena stood up, clapping her hands together. "I'm truly sorry, Ms. Romero. I hope. you can forgive me."

"Forgive you?" Leonica questioned, making the female in front of her flinch. "I've not even forgotten the first time you wronged me, yet you expect me to forgive you? Now how is that possible, Mrs. Benson?" Blackycted From The Ented Norwegian Education System

"But, but I-1-"

"I don't care what excuses you have. All I'm going to tell you is, don't cross me or else, a simple apology won't cut it, and your husband's business going down isn't the least of your problems." Leonica's threat was loud and clear and by the expression on Jena's face, she understood it.

"Y-yes, yes. I understand. Thank you, Ms. Romero, for forgiving us." She then turned towards Arvan, expecting a few good words from him.

However, then man was quick to disappoint her.

"Well, now that that's settled, you can see yourself out." He said with a smile.

Jena's eyes widened.

""You mean..."

"You're no longer welcomed here at the school." Arvan finished her words, the smile from his face long gone. "Now get out."

"Yes, 1-I'll get going.

Jena grabbed her son's hand and hastily rushed out of the office, leaving Arvan, Leonica, the Principal and Ashely alone.

"Mr. Richardson," The principal rushed forward, bowing his head. "I once again apologize for the commotion."

"It's fine." Arvan waved his hand, dismissing the topic, when Leonica spoke up from behind him.

"Ah, so that's where you're from?" Her voice was almost a whisper, causing Arvan to nearly miss her words.

"Pardon?" He turned around, facing her.

"That's why your face is so familiar. You're the man whose driver ruined my ride, right?" She questioned, fully recalling the man who had sat in the back of his Chevrolet.

The same one who was now standing in front of her.

"Ah," Understanding what she was referring to he nodded. "That's me. So you remember?" "Who wouldn't?" Leonica replied, folding her hands across her chest. "That night was a mess.

She muttered, recalling Gabriel's nasty actions following her return home.

"It was indeed." Arvan agreed with a sigh. "And I apologize for that, once more." He gave a sincere bow that caught Leonica off guard.

"I-it's fine," She shook her head.. "That was the past. We can't really go back and change it.

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What matters now, is what happens in the present."

"You're right." Arvan agreed. "That's aside, I believe we're yet to fully be acquainted." Gently taking her hand, he brought the back of her palm up to his lips and gently pecked it. "Arvan Richardson, pleasure to make your acquaintance." Leonica was visibly startled by action. She hadn't expected him to be so formal and even kiss her hand like a gentlemen.

I mean, this is 2022, isn't chivalry meant to be dead?

"Likewise, I'm Leonica Romero." She replied, introducing herself.

Arvan gave her an eye smile. "Pleasure making your acquaintance." Allowing his gaze wander to the little boy beside her, he bent down, surprising Leonica with yet another of his action, and asked. "And you must be my daughter's hero?" "Hero?" Leonica tilted her head to the side, glancing between her son and her newest acquaintance.

As if on cue, the small head of a small girl poked through the door of the principal office.

"Daddy?" Her tiny voice, drew attention to her small figure.

In seconds, Arvan, Leonica and Ashely had turned towards the door, watching as the girl slowly stepped into the office and ran straight to Arvan, hugging hip laps.