SHE HAD A ONE NIGHT STAND WITH A BILLIONAIRE,THEN THIS HAPPENED …….
Episode 3✅
Dressed in a perfectly tailored black suit, he looked as powerful as ever. But his eyes, those piercing, dark eyes, were staring directly at Noah.
Joy's grip tightened around her son's hand.
Lawrence's voice was calm but firm. Whose child is this? Joy's heart raced. She swallowed, keeping her face neutral.
Why does that matter to you, sir? Lawrence took a step closer.
Because he looks exactly like me. His tone was cold, laced with suspicion.
Joy forced herself to stay calm. She had prepared for this moment. She met his gaze and said firmly, Mr. Johnson, you can't go around accusing people of having your child just because you're rich and powerful.
Not every boy in this city belongs to you.
A flicker of something, anger, doubt, crossed Lawrence's face. But he wasn't convinced.
Lawrence glanced at Noah again. The resemblance was too strong.
Even the way the boy furrowed his brows when he concentrated looked exactly like him.
Joy could feel her pulse hammering in her ears. She needed to end this now.
Come on, Noah, she said quickly, taking her son's hand.
We're leaving. Without looking back, she walked away, her legs shaking with every step. But she should have known.
Lawrence never let things go. And this time was no different.
As Joy disappeared into the crowd, Lawrence turned to his assistant Daniel.
Find out everything about that woman. His voice was sharp, leaving no room for questions. Daniel nodded.
Yes, sir. And get a paternity test. Daniel hesitated.
Sir, how? The woman refused to talk to you.
Lawrence's jaw clenched. She may have refused, but the boy won't.
Figure it out. His assistant nodded and hurried off. Lawrence stood there for a moment, staring at the spot where Joy had just been.
If what he suspected was true, if that boy was really his, then that woman had kept his child from him for five years. And that, he would never forgive.
The next morning Joy Daniels sat at her desk, staring blankly at the sketches in front of her.
She was supposed to be working on a new design for a client, but her mind was elsewhere.
She couldn't stop thinking about what had happened yesterday. Lawrence had forgotten her.
Even after spending the night together, after taking something so precious from her, he had looked at her like a stranger. Joy let out a small bitter laugh. Of course he had.
To him, she was just another woman he had a one-night stand with, a woman who meant nothing. She ran a hand through her hair, trying to push down the ache in her heart. But even if he had forgotten her, at least she had Noah.
Noah was her greatest blessing. She had raised him alone, given him everything she could, and never once regretted keeping him. No matter what, she wouldn't let Lawrence take him away.
She was still lost in thought when she heard a knock on her office door. Come in, she called, shaking off her emotions.
The door swung open, and a tall, well-dressed man stepped inside.
At first, Joy didn't recognise him. But then, his smile. Kelvin Blake.
She hadn't seen him since university, but she recognised his face instantly. Joy Daniels, he said, a slow smile spreading across his lips. Wow.
It's really you. Joy blinked in surprise. Kelvin? It's been years, he said, stepping forward.
I wasn't sure if it was you at first, but...
Wow, you look amazing. I remember you from back in school. You were always the best at anything creative.
Joy smiled, the unexpected reunion momentarily lifting her mood.
And you were always the smartest in class. Kelvin chuckled.
I like to think I still am. He glanced around her office. So, this is your firm? Joy sighed.
Not yet. I still work for someone, but one day I'll have my own. Kelvin nodded.
Well, maybe I can be your first big client. Joy raised an eyebrow. You're looking for an interior designer? Yes, he said, pulling out a business card and handing it to her.
I recently bought a new office space. I need someone to design it,and I remembered your name from school. Thought I'd look you up.
Joy took the card and glanced at it. Kelvin Blake, senior attorney, Blake Partners Law Firm.
Her eyes widened slightly.
Blake and Partners. She knew that name. His family owned several successful businesses in Leosville, and now he was a big-shot lawyer.
She looked back up at him, impressed. So, you became a lawyer after all? Yeah, Kelvin said with a shrug. It's a tough job, but I love it.
He leaned against the desk. And you? How's life been treating you?
Joy hesitated for a moment before smiling. It's been... a journey.
But I'm managing.
Kelvin studied her for a moment, as if sensing there was more to her story. But he didn't push.
Well, he said, let's work together. I'll send you the details and we can discuss the design, and if you ever need legal help, he gestured to the card in her hand, you know where to find me.
Joy nodded, feeling a little lighter.
Thank you, Kelvin. I appreciate it. As he walked out, she couldn't shake the feeling that fate had brought him back into her life for a reason.
At that same moment, Lawrence Johnson sat in his office,
gripping the paternity test results in his hands. 99.9% match. Noah was his son.
His jaw clenched as he threw the papers on his desk.
His assistant, Daniel, stood in front of him, watching cautiously. Sir, Daniel said carefully.
We also found out more about the woman. Her name is Joy Daniels. She works as an interior designer at a mid-level firm in Leosville.
She lives in a modest apartment with the boy. No known husband or partner.Lawrence barely heard him.
His mind was spinning. For five years, this woman had kept his son from him. Five years.
She had carried his child, given birth and raised him, without ever telling him.
Did she really think she could hide this forever? His eyes darkened. Joy had stolen his son from him.
And he wasn't going to let her get away with it.
Arrange a meeting, he said coldly. I want to talk to her.
Now. Later that evening, Joy was locking up her office when she turned and saw him.
Lawrence.
Standing beside a sleek black car, his hands tucked into his pockets.
Her stomach twisted. He had found her.
She forced herself to stay calm as she walked toward him.
What do you want, Mr. Johnson? Lawrence's jaw tightened. We need to talk.
Now. Joy hesitated. She feared he might have found out, the truth she had tried to hide for five years.
But she knew she had no choice. She nodded stiffly and followed him into a private conference room inside the building. The moment the door closed, Lawrence turned on her.
How dare you keep my son from me? His voice was low, but there was pure fury behind it.
Joy swallowed hard. I... I didn't think you'd want to know.
Whattttt !!!! ,Lawrence thundered slamming his hand on the table furiously
TBC…,
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