Divorced and Pregnant My New Life with a Billionaire Drives My Ex Crazy novel Chapter 707

After slipping out of her wedding dress, Wiona followed Conrad to Sullivan Group headquarters.

It was her first time stepping into the building, and the moment she walked in, the place practically exploded with excitement. Everyone in upper management knew Conrad was getting ready for a wedding. The rumor mill had been working overtime about their CEO’s upcoming good news.

But only a handful of people knew the truth. Mr. Sullivan was already secretly married. That tiny circle included Korey, Conrad’s bodyguard Peter, and his driver Lewis. Everyone else just heard bits and pieces, nothing more than whispers in the hallway.

The gossip went something like this: Mr. Sullivan had been chasing after the genius young artist known as W. He had shown his support for her online in a way that left no room for doubt, and the company had even gone public with their intention to back her up. So, naturally, everyone assumed the two were getting married.

There was talk, too, that W had already been married once before, but nobody really knew for sure. It was all just speculation. No one had actually confirmed that Mr. Sullivan was planning to tie the knot.

But today changed everything.

Right here, right now, the man who almost never showed up on the first floor walked in like he owned the place—arm in arm with a woman.

People stared. Mr. Sullivan had run Sullivan Group for a decade without a single hint of a scandal. There were plenty of female secretaries, but in public, Mr. Sullivan was always with Korey. The secretaries never left the office, and there was never a whisper of office romance.

It wasn’t that he looked down on girls. He just didn’t let any girl get close enough to even try. Take that lawyer from the Clements family, for example. Even with her connections, she never made it into Sullivan Group’s legal department. That was how locked down Mr. Sullivan’s personal life was.

Because of this, some people said he was asexual. Others—more outrageously—believed he and Korey were secretly together. But now, that rumor was dead.

Clearly, Mr. Sullivan liked women.

And something about the woman on his arm looked familiar. People blinked and then realized—wasn’t she that artist, Miss W, who’d blown up online after her art show?

So the rumors were true. Mr. Sullivan really did win over Miss W. She looked even better in person than in her photos and videos, with a figure that turned heads everywhere she went. She wore a flowy pale yellow dress, her long wavy hair swept up, and Mr. Sullivan—cool in his sunglasses—had his arm around her as they walked through the lobby. The sight nearly made people lose their minds.

This was the head of Sullivan Group. Worth countless billions, always on the world’s richest lists, the impossibly handsome, famously single CEO—Conrad Sullivan. And now he was officially off the market.

As soon as the couple disappeared from view, the lobby erupted.

“They’re definitely getting married, right?”

“Oh my god, did you see them? I swear, I’ve never seen a better looking couple. My eyes are blessed.”

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