pocket change? I just transferred it to you.”
His words stung, but really, who would turn down money? Seeing all those zeros on my phone, I could not stop grinning.
Jackpot. Absolute jackpot!
When I remembered there were two more potential fathers, my excitement skyrocketed.
Reuben watched my overly satisfied expression and shook his head, unable to hide his disdain.
“Who’s next on your list?”
I wiped the smile off my face, studying his expression carefully before timidly muttering, “Devon Bailey.”
He raised an eyebrow, clearly surprised. “Well, it just so happens I’m heading to Bailey Corporation today. Want to tag along?”
I immediately waved my hands in refusal. The thought of both of them in one room was too beautiful for me to bear.
He chuckled. “Don’t be shy. I’m being generous.”
I tried to resist, but he effortlessly dragged me along, shielding my belly as he practically carried me into the car.
Feeling utterly defeated, I was hauled into Devon’s office by Reuben.
When Devon saw us walk in together, his expression was one of pure shock. He extended a hand toward Reuben. “Mr. Griffin, it seems our meeting will need to be rescheduled.”
Reuben pulled me from behind him. “No need, Mr. Bailey. Today’s discussion involves all three of us.”
I sat on the couch, feeling their eyes on me. I nervously pulled out the pregnancy test results.
“Um, so… I’m pregnant…” My voice grew quieter with each word.
Reuben crossed his arms, clearly enjoying the show, while Devon stared at the results, flipping through the pages multiple times in disbelief. Finally, he adjusted his glasses and looked at me. “Is it mine?”
I stammered, unsure how to respond, but Reuben cut in with a mocking laugh.
“Mr. Bailey, don’t get ahead of yourself. There’s only a 33% chance it’s yours.”
Devon shot him a glance. “Who else is there?”
Reuben nodded at me. “Ask her that question.”
Under the intense glares of the two men, I shivered and did not dare make a sound. If looks could kill, I was sure they would both have murdered me already.
The two exchanged a glance before Devon asked, “And who’s the third?”
I looked down, twisting my fingers nervously. “A-Aden Larsen.”
Reuben burst out laughing. “Eliza, I’ve got to say, your taste in men is impeccable.”
I immediately straightened my back and beamed with pride. “Of course, it is! Who do you think I am? My eyes are sharp and my preferences are refined!”
