Billionaire Baby Daddy

ISABELLA

Turns out Mr. Keels is handing the company over to me.

Funny, I know.

If anyone had told me a month and a half ago that I would become a rich, pregnant heiress who had been impregnated by Sydney Kings, I would have laughed in your face and asked if you needed a therapist.

It’s just sick. But here I am.

Mr. Keels explained that my mother couldn’t be CEO because of her mental health, and Jason had never been interested in company work, so Mr. Keels had taken over until a suitable person could be found.

Me.

We agree that since I’m pregnant, I would just get to know how everything works and prepare myself to take over six months after my baby’s birth.

***

I take off my flowery sundress after taking a bath. I’m just about ready to go see my mother at the clinic.

Jason should be here in twenty minutes, and since I’m not applying any makeup, that means more time for me.

It’s been a week since the meeting at the office, and I told Jason and Mr. Keels that I will only accept the position if I get to meet my mother.

The ten-minute drive to the clinic makes me nervous and excited. I grew up with abusive people who I thought were my parents.

The woman I thought was my mother died eight years ago of an overdose.

The man I thought was my father increased his alcohol and drug intake after she died. He made me his punching bag until someone called the police and he was found assaulting me.

Six years ago I was informed that he died after a failed escape attempt. He ratted on his partners, who later beat him to death.

I’m so glad they were not my real parents. Turns out they were the kidnappers even though they were working for someone who is yet to be known.

We arrive at the clinic and head straight to my mother’s room. Jason opens the door for me and I take a very deep breath before going in.

There she is. Sitting on a sofa watching a show on the television. Her hair, which had looked thick in the photograph, doesn’t look healthy anymore.

She looks so thin but not malnourished.

She laughs at the show and I instantly smile, loving her laugh. It’s carefree and genuine. Jason goes to her and I follow him closely. Since her back is to us, she doesn’t notice us.

“I told you, Lucy. I’m fine. I don’t need those pills. My daughter is all I need.” Her soft voice cuts through the air. My eyes tear up when I hear her words, and I couldn’t be happier.

Jason moves in front of her and whispers something and she turns so fast it makes me jump. That speed could cause whiplash!

She stands, and just like me, she seems rooted to the spot.

“Mommy.” I run to hug her.

“Isabella. My little Bella. My angel. I’m here. Mommy’s here.” She kisses my forehead over and over as we both cry in each other’s arms.

An hour later, after talking with both Jason and my mother, Jason decides to leave us to catch up. He promises to come and pick me up in the evening. I tell my mother about my childhood—leaving out the abuse details.

We watch movies and shows and eat ice cream, and by the time we know it, Jason is back with pizza. We leave an hour later.

I already feel like I’ve known my mother all my life. I want to be with her all the time.

“I’ve never seen her so happy. Her eyes are even brighter,” Jason says as he gets into the car.

“Yeah. We had so much fun, and we talked so much. We had an instant connection. I’m so happy! I don’t even know what to call you.”

This makes Jason laugh and I join in.

“You used to call me Uncle J. There were also times you called me JJ,” he says with a smile. “We were so close, you know. Allies. Partners in crime. We loved to prank your mom.”

I look at Jason and start to laugh. “JJ,” I say, testing it in my mouth. “That’s nice. I love it. You look so young to be my uncle, you know. What are you? Thirty?”

“Thirty-six. I’m not that young.”

“Okay, well now we have to find you a wife,” I tease him. He laughs.

“So. Will you take up the CEO position? You seem perfect for it,” JJ says, changing the subject abruptly. The mood in the car instantly changes.

“I’ll think about it. But I’ll still live with Harry until I find my own place.” JJ nods at this but says nothing. We stay in silence for about two minutes.

“Is he the dad?”

I choke on the air and turn to him. “No. He’s my best friend. The dad doesn’t even know about her.”

“Her? Your baby is a girl?”

“I… I had this dream of a girl, and I’ve always wanted a girl to play dress up and stuff with, you know.” I scratch my neck and look outside the window. We’re about five minutes away from Harry’s house.

We drive in silence the rest of the way, and soon JJ parks the car in front of Harry’s house.

“What type of cars do you like, Bella?” Jason asks, and somehow I know where this conversation is heading.

“Nope. If I need a car, I’ll work for it. I’ll buy myself a car.”

“There are so many unused cars at the company with no one to use them. You won’t have to have Harry or me take you everywhere. I can even get you a chauffeur if you need one.”

I look out the window and think about what Jason says.

Harry wouldn’t need to wake up so early to take me to work. I also need to start buying stuff for my baby. And I need to move. And Harry might be busy sometimes.

“What if I destroy it? Like get into an accident or something?”

“The cars are basically yours—they belong to your mother. And they are insured. Besides, you’re pregnant. I know you’ll drive safely. But the chauffeur option is even better.”

Wow. This seems like a dream. One I’m not ready for. It doesn’t seem real.

“Is there a Tesla? I’ve always wanted one.”

Jason laughs at this. It is then that I first notice how comfortable I’ve become with Jason.

He agrees to bring me a car in two days, and I say goodbye and go inside.

I find Harry busy in the kitchen. He’s cooking lasagna, which makes me drool instantly.

“Hey, Harry. I’m home.” I hug him. “Hey, B. How was your mom?”

I smile. “She’s so perfect. The doctor said if she keeps going like she has been she’ll be out of there in less than a year.”

“Hope you told her about your gorgeous, sexy, and humble bestie.”

I laugh. “You wish, H. You wish.” I say this even though we both know I told her about him. I see his smirk.

I change into some comfortable clothes and head back to Harry, who’s finished cooking.

“JJ will be bringing me a car in two days, by the way.” I say after I eat a few bites.

“JJ?” Harry raises an eyebrow in question.

“Yeah. My uncle, Jason. You met him. Remember?”

“Yeah, I do. So, you’re getting a new car already?” Harry knows about my inheritance and has been supportive of it.

When some of it was deposited in my account, I immediately transferred money for my foster dad to the best facilities and hired nurses for him in LA.

Harry asked how I had managed that, so I had to tell him everything. I would have told him anyway.

“Yeah. Apparently there are cars at the company that no one uses, so he convinced me to take one.”

He nods in understanding. “I’m happy that you’re happy, B. You’ve been through so much. If anyone deserves this, it’s you.”

I only manage to give him a small nod as I eat.

“Now we’ll be able to go to your doctor’s appointment next week in your own car,” he says with a smile, and I smile back.

“Yeah, can’t wait.”