Pregnant With Ceo Novels & Stories

he grumbled. “Yes,” Britt and I replied in unison. “Fine, what don’t I do for you two?” he muttered, rolling his eyes. “By the way, what’s his name again?” I asked, flipping open my folder and taking a bite of a buttered roll. “Paul Laurecent,” Britt said. “He’s a department head and is being sent directly by the company’s owner.” “And which company is it?” I asked, curious. I hadn’t been as involved in this project as I was now over the past few days. Balancing the creation of new pieces while trying to finish the previous collection was incredibly complicated.

"You have a habit of ignoring things sent to you, so I thought this should be a better way." He snorted and snatched the folder toward him like it was irritating. "Let me guess. Merger nonsense, an old board tantrum, or maybe a lawsuit from someone?" Camille said nothing. She just gave him a calm, professional look and then said, "None of the above. And also, unfortunately, all of the above." Milo stared at her. "You really know how to ruin a morning." "It’s part of my job description." She reached into her coat pocket and pulled out a flash drive. "This is what you need to see."

while something inside me was breaking in a way I wouldn't fully understand for years. I was three months pregnant. I had told no one. I had been so certain that alone was the only direction left, and someone… someone had known about Isla before she had a name. The thought hit me somewhere behind the ribs and stayed there, aching. I traced the attorney's name on the third page with one finger without meaning to. A cross-reference with the subcontractor documents Marcus had flagged showed a connection. A shared registration address, one name appearing in both filing histories. The name was Ethan Cross.

Nothing about me screamed pregnant. And yet— “The baby is stable,” the doctor continued. “Your fainting wasn’t caused by the pregnancy itself. It was stress, exhaustion, and vitamin deficiency. But the pregnancy is there.” My throat tightened. A baby. I didn’t know how long I sat there staring at the edge of her desk, replaying everything in my head. The passing out. The exhaustion. The emotions that felt too big for my body lately. It all rearranged itself into something terrifyingly logical.

Orion asked her as soon as the man left. She looked at Orion. “I am your girlfriend, right? I’m carrying your child. Soon, you’ll be the CEO of your dream company.” Orion laughed sarcastically. “Do you think that will happen? Did you see the man who entered my office earlier? He’s the new CEO of this company. He also has the largest shares. He practically owns it. So even if you’re pregnant, do you think that can make him give me the position I want? No!”

I half yelled and my mum’s eyes dimmed. She stared at me as if I was a lunatic, then she dropped the bombshell. “You’re pregnant for Justin Sean? The CEO of Alpha Technology, heir to the Sean’s Enterprise, The late Chairman’s son?” She spoke with widened eyes and my breathe hitched. It felt as if the world had stopped moving for that moment as my brain started functioning on it's own accord. “What!” I yelled, after processing everything. “You don't know what you've gotten yourself into Zena. I'm just a janitor here, I could get fired for this,” My mother muttered lowly, I could see the frustrated look on her face.

the secretary led her to the waiting area and brought her a cup of instant coffee. Scarlett sat on the sofa in the waiting area, flipping through a magazine out of boredom. She could faintly hear the two secretaries at the reception desk gossiping in low voices. One said, "Isn't the CEO's wife too young? I looked it up online; she seems to be born in '98, almost ten years younger than our CEO." The other lowered her voice, "Wasn't there a rumor about his illegitimate child recently? Our CEO's wife rose to power with her son; seems like having a baby is also a talent."

“That’s right, Cedric. I’m merely looking out for the company’s interest. None of the issues we brought up are trivial matters. Take these personnel, for example. They worked for the company for decades. “Also, don’t forget about the piece of land in Zirconia District. More to the point, when were you not occupied with working back when you were the CEO? H-How could she report to work in the midday? “Exactly. We were so worried about the company that we spoke slightly harshly! But we mean her no harm. She’s pregnant with your baby, after all. We’re technically family with your baby. Why wouldn’t we look after the little one?”

She looked at me and asked, “Have you checked your phone today?” I grabbed my device from the nightstand, exclaiming, “No!” Before I could see anything on my screen, she showed me hers. Hot internet news: 🚨 *EXCLUSIVE: Clifford’s Former Secretary Pregnant with CEO Gabe Clifford’s Baby!* 😱 *Hot source: Ingrid Ferrari, former executive secretary of the powerful Clifford Pharmaceuticals, is reportedly expecting a baby with Gabe Clifford, the billionaire CEO! According to an insider, the affair happened during her years working closely with him.*

"CEO, I just wanted Mrs. Ferguson to worry about you. I mean, you said she was involved in the… incident. I thought if she felt guilty, she'd be more likely to… reconcile with you. I never imagined anything like that would happen in the ICU…" I chuckled, a dry, humourless sound. "Trying to take credit, were you?" "No, no, I wouldn't dare!" Cheng stammered. "If you just let me come back and work for you, I'll be happy." My amusement vanished. "My wife is pregnant," I said, my voice hardening. "Pregnant women shouldn't be subjected to that kind of stress. Fortunately, nothing happened. If it had affected my… luck of being a father, I would have held you personally responsible!"