Divorced and Pregnant My New Life with a Billionaire Drives My Ex Crazy novel Chapter 140

Wiona managed to talk herself into it in seconds. “Alright,” she said. “I’ll do it for a hundred million… Wait, I mean, I’ll start with one month. Should we sign a contract or something?”

Once she got that money, everything between them—debts, favors, all of it—would be settled. She figured it was basically child support from their kids’ biological father. Wiona accepted the terms without a second thought and settled in. She didn’t have anywhere else to go right now anyway, and hiding out here made it almost impossible for the Salisburys to find her. It was just a month. By then, the divorce with Jace should be moving forward.

The contract was in her hands in no time. As soon as she signed and pressed her fingerprint, her phone buzzed with a text from the bank. It wasn’t a deposit or a first installment; it was the entire sum, all at once.

Wiona grew up in the Morgan family, but she had never seen anyone throw around money like this. The Sullivans really did live in a different world. Their style was so bold, she almost wanted to give them a standing ovation.

She couldn’t help herself; she actually kissed her phone twice. Now she didn’t have to worry at all about her babies’ future. Their education and lives were covered. She could finally design whatever she wanted, focusing on the art, not just on making ends meet. She could build her career at her own pace, instead of chasing money.

Wiona relaxed, completely at ease for the first time in a while. Meanwhile, Donna, who was in charge of looking after Wiona, brought the signed contract to Conrad and filled him in on her reaction.

“She kissed her phone?” Conrad frowned, clearly surprised. All that for a hundred million? She was so happy she forgot about all the germs on her phone, even though she was pregnant?

Donna nodded. “She did. Twice.” She hesitated, then asked, “Conrad, is Ms. Morgan really going to stay here for a whole month?”

“For now, yes,” Conrad replied, his voice even.

Donna looked like she wanted to ask more, but Conrad’s mood didn’t invite further questions. She hesitated, then switched topics. “Should we let your mother know about this?”

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