His Secret Baby: Six Months After Divorce (Mia and Ethan) novel Chapter 261

Chapter 261

‘Get out. There’s another ice cream shop in that mall. I’ll go buy you one, but only a small one…”

Nina Torres walked over, blocking Mia Carter’s view, and knocked twice on the car window.

Seeing that Mia wouldn’t get out, Nina opened the door and pulled her out.

Mia was caught off guard, her gaze flickering past Nina toward the corner of the apartment complex.

The image of Ethan Hale standing under the trees moments ago was incredibly vivid. It reminded her of the time Ethan had come to pick her up in the winter. The branches had been bare and frosted with snow. Ethan, wearing

black wool coat, had stood there waiting for her to come downstairs.

For a split second, the memories overlapped.

But the figure under the trees was gone.

The shade was lush, and the sunlight cast deep, shifting shadows. It was a bit dim.

Where was Ethan?

Hey, what are you looking at?”

Seeing Mia staring at a spot without moving, Nina waved a hand in front of her face.

Mia snapped out of it and shook her head slightly. “Nothing. What did you say?”

I said I’d take you to the mall for ice cream.” Nina followed her gaze toward the tree.

No need. I’m a bit hungry; let’s just go eat,” Mia said, gesturing for her to get back in the car.

Mia climbed into the car first.

As Nina closed the door and walked around to the driver’s side, she glanced toward the tree again. The tree was old and very thick. She could just barely see the edge of a black suit jacket peeking out from behind it.

Nina’s hand paused on the car door, surprise flashing in her eyes. But she quickly regained her composure and got

Let’s go.

She drove away from the apartment complex, checking the rearview mirror as she turned the corner. She clearly saw a man standing behind the tree.

Ethan’s lean, powerful frame was leaned against the trunk. His black suit jacket was draped over his arm.

He was holding his phone, making a call.

‘Leo, I want a detailed report on everything Mia Carter has done in the past year. Everything. I mean every single

detail.”

‘Ms. Carter?” Leo Martinez was stunned. “Mr. Hale, did something happen?”

Ethan’s gaze was dark and heavy. “Give it to me within thirty minutes.”

Thirty minutes to pull a year’s worth of detailed movements was a nightmare task. Leo didn’t dare ask any more

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questions; he hung up and started working immediately.

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Phone call after phone call went out. The first thing his investigation turned up was that Mia Carter was pregnant.

No matter how hard Mia tried to hide her pregnancy, she couldn’t hide it once Ethan Hale decided to look.

‘Hiss-

What?

This…”

Leo opened his mouth three times but couldn’t form a single word.

Mia was pregnant?

No wonder she hadn’t touched coffee since her return. Recently, even her clothing style had changed. Several imes when she had accompanied Ethan to business dinners, she had found excuses to avoid drinking.

Who was the father?

A thought hit Leo. He sucked in a breath so hard his eyes rolled back.

Check… check Ms. Carter’s medical records! Find out exactly how long she’s been pregnant!”

Following the trail, it took less than five minutes for Mia’s electronic prenatal file to be sent to Leo’s inbox.

eo took one look at it, and his face turned ashen. He slumped back into his chair.

The timing… it was exactly the night of that drunken accident with Ethan!

He felt a chill down his spine, sitting on pins and needles. How was a “small fry” like him supposed to handle such

world-shaking secret?

While he was trembling with nerves, the intercom buzzed.

Ethan’s voice came through. “Get in here.”

eo didn’t dare breathe. He swallowed hard. After hesitating for a few seconds, he walked toward Ethan’s office ike a soldier marching onto a battlefield.

The massive office, decorated in deep tones that exuded wealth and power, felt more oppressive than usual today. eo noticed it the moment he stepped inside.

The man behind the desk leaned against the back of his chair, his white shirt loose and slightly messy. His brow vas furrowed, and a cigarette burned slowly between his fingers. In the ashtray, several cigarette butts were moldering.