Chapter 113. Marry Me

Andre's POV

I woke up with a heavy chest - the kind of weight you feel when your world is starting to tilt out of its perfect axis. My fists clenched automatically, and I stared at the blinking screen of my phone. Message after message. Missed calls. Mentions. A dozen news alerts. All shouting the same line:

"Garcia Heir Resigns for Pregnant Mistress."

My jaw twitched. My thumb hovered over the article notification. I didn't need to read it to know what lies were spreading. An anonymous source leaked it. Not hard to guess who. Someone from the inside. Someone desperate.

I gritted my teeth, eyes scanning the phone before I hit dial. Stanley. He instantly informed me that he'd successfully set the meeting with some people who liked my proposal, and that they were ready to invest after a meeting tomorrow morning. I was grateful for that. 

I'd always been scared to leave my father and go on my own, probably because I sold out the compa