Antwan's secretary had been with the company for years. Replacing such an experienced person with a newcomer was a big deal, and I couldn't believe Antwan didn't know that.
My gut told me to dig deeper.
Sure enough, the new secretary turned out to be Antwan's first love, who had returned from studying abroad with a Ph.D.
I clenched my phone, seething with anger.
My phone buzzed twice, and a message from an unknown WhatsApp account came through.
One photo showed a tall figure from behind—Antwan.
Another showed a pregnancy test report with the name of Antwan's new secretary, Jennifer Rubio.
[Thanks to Mr. Holloway for accompanying me to the prenatal checkup. He'll surely make a great father.]
That explained why Antwan didn't have time to sign the divorce papers.
He was too busy taking his assistant for a prenatal checkup. Jennifer was pregnant.
I took a deep breath, forcing myself to stay calm.
I hailed a taxi and headed home.
After some thought, I sent the photos and screenshots to my legal team.
Although the evidence wasn't solid yet, I knew I could dig out more.