CEO's Tears Over Pregnancy Test Discovery

The discovery of three bodies buried weeks ago raised a pressing question. If Winnie were still alive, who did those bodies belong to?

There were too many unanswered questions. Ben decided to focus on calming Jamie for now. "Even if you want to look into this, now isn't the time. Let's get back in the car, and we'll figure it out later." Jamie, reluctantly, let herself be ushered back to the car. The planned lunch outing was abandoned.

Charlie woke up from his nap in the afternoon, ate the meal the housekeeper prepared for him, and promptly went back to sleep.

In the bedroom, Jamie lay on her side, her mind replaying the woman's side profile over and over.

It did resemble Winnie in some ways, but the more she thought about it, the more doubts crept in. Had she really mistaken someone else for her sister?

Ben moved quickly. After reviewing the street surveillance footage his assistant retrieved, he came to tell her, "I had the cameras checked. There's no sign of Winnie. You must have seen someone else." "Is that so?" Jamie murmured, her voice barely audible.

So it really was just her imagination.

"Don't dwell on it too much. I'll keep looking, just in case."

"Please leave me alone for now. I need some time to myself," she said, her voice hollow.

Ben studied her intently for a moment before nodding. "I'll be just outside. Call me if you need anything."

The door clicked softly as it shut.

Tears rolled silently down Jamie's cheeks as she stared at her phone, pulling up the record of the call Winnie had made that day.

The call had lasted mere seconds, but as Jamie stared at the screen, the tears fell harder, soaking her pillow.

Since that day, Jamie hadn't brought up Winnie again.

Meanwhile, Ben discreetly tasked someone to investigate. At first, he didn't expect much, but after a few days, a lead surfaced.

A paparazzo had taken a photo,novelbin

mistaking the subject for a

disguised celebrity. Upon realizing it wasn't who they thought, they had nearly deleted the image until Ben's team intercepted it and requested the file.

Now, in the executive office, Ben sat at his desk, staring at the computer screen. His eyes glimmered with a mix of disbelief and shock. His mind was reeling as hard as it had when he first discovered Charlie was his son.

The woman in the photo bore a striking resemblance to Winnie.

The office door opened abruptly, and his assistant stepped in. Seeing Ben transfixed by an image of a woman with her face partially covered, the assistant froze for a moment, stunned. en

"Mr. Lucas"

"What's so urgent you couldn't knock first?" Ben swiftly closed his laptop, his gaze sharp and unyielding.

Whatever the truth was about the woman in the photo, Jamie couldn't know, not in her fragile state.

The assistant swallowed nervously. "There's an evening gala invitation from a partner company. They'd like to confirm your attendance."

"A gala?" Ben's gaze flickered, recalling it. After a moment's thought, he decided this could be an opportunity to lift Jamie's spirits.

"Let them know I'll attend, and I'll be bringing a plus-one."

"Understood. I'll inform them right away."

The assistant left, still marveling. It was rare enough for Ben to accept such invitations these days, but bringing a date? That was practically unheard of. That evening, Ben shared his decision with Jamie.

She stared at him in disbelief. "You want me to go to a gala with you?"

"It's a charity gala," Ben explained smoothly. "The auction proceeds will benefit orphanages and nursing homes."

Jamie hesitated, her resistance wavering.

A charity gala, with such a meaningful cause, didn't seem like such a bad idea after all.