My Baby Daddy Isn't Human-Chapter 28: Piece of Information

Elion made his way into the office. His sharp, tailored suit fit him perfectly, and his presence turned heads and earned nods from the employees. He acknowledged them with a faint nod but didn't slow his pace. The elevator dinged softly as it opened onto the top floor, where his private office occupied an entire wing of the building.

Outside his office, Kade was seated at his desk, typing something on his laptop. Kade glanced up at the sound of Elion's steps and stood quickly, wearing his usual polite smile.

"Good afternoon, sir," Kade greeted, falling into step behind Elion as he walked into his office with a folder on his hand.

With a quick nod, Elion kept his usual poker face, but the small wrinkle in his brow said he had something on his mind

Once inside, Kade shut the door behind them and quickly flipped the folder open as he followed Elion to his desk.

"As per your request, here's today's schedule," Kade began, laying the folder down on the desk in front of Elion. "You have a video conference at three regarding the quarterly review, and a dinner meeting tomorrow evening with Mr. Roche. The report you requested has also been completed."

Elion sank into the leather chair behind his desk, his sharp eyes scanning the folder Kade had handed over. He flipped through the pages quickly but carefully. His jaw tightened slightly as he read, though his expression remained stoic. He closed the folder with a soft snap and placed it to the side.

"And this," Kade said, holding out another folder, his tone slightly more careful now, "is the additional information you requested a few days ago. It's all there."

Elion took the folder, his fingers brushing against the smooth surface of the cover. For a moment, he hesitated, then opened it. The neatly typed pages revealed a detailed report—one that he had asked for but wasn't entirely sure he wanted to read.

The name at the top of the file: Raelynn Cassandra Moore.

He scanned the pages, his face tightening just a fraction as he absorbed every detail of her life:

Birth and Early Life: No records of her biological parents. Abandoned as a newborn and found at the steps of St. Amelia's Orphanage. A photo of the orphanage was attached—an old, slightly run-down building surrounded by trees.

Childhood: Moved through several foster homes, none lasting more than a year or two. The notes described her as "quiet, resilient," but there were indications of neglect and lack of emotional support in most placements.

Education and Work: Attended public schools with average grades. Showed interest in culinary arts and eventually found a job as a cook at a local restaurant. The report included the restaurant's name and a brief note about her dismissal, though it didn't elaborate on the reasons.

Personal Connections: No known family. Only a handful of close friends, the most significant being Zara, whose name appeared multiple times in the file as a consistent figure of support.

He held the folder a little tighter. His expression remained neutral, but Kade, who was standing quietly nearby, noticed the faint tension in his jaw and a flicker of something in his eyes.

The report was detailed—maybe too detailed. It told the story of a woman who had spent her entire life trying to survive in a world that hadn't been that kind to her

After what felt like an eternity, Elion closed the folder slowly, the sound of the papers slapping together loud in the silence. He leaned back in his chair, the leather creaking softly under his weight, and looked up at Kade.

"I've sent a copy to your email as well," Kade said cautiously. "In case you need to refer to it later."

Elion gave a brief nod, his eyes sharp but impossible to read

Kade hesitated for a moment before speaking again. "How was the appointment with Zake?"

"Fine," Elion said shortly, his tone firm and to the point.

"Did Zake have any insight about… what happened?" Kade pressed, his brows furrowing slightly.

"No," Elion said, leaning forward and resting his elbows on the desk. "But he's working on it."

Kade nodded, picking up on Elion's tone that signaled the topic wasn't up for further discussion. He hesitated, glancing at the folder still sitting on the desk, before speaking again.

"And your parents?" he asked carefully, his voice softer now. "Should I—?"

"They don't need to know," Elion interrupted. It would've been better if Kade hadn't talked about his parents, but he just had to.

Kade's brows rose slightly, but he nodded in understanding. "They'll find out eventually," he said, almost as if to himself.

"Not yet," Elion said, his voice a little lower.

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Kade took a step back, recognizing the subtle cue that the conversation was over. "Understood, sir," he said simply, his professionalism intact as always.

"Thank you, Kade," Elion said, his gaze meeting his assistant's with an intensity that made it clear the conversation was over.

Kade gave a polite nod and quietly left the room, the door clicking shut with barely a sound.

Left alone, Elion leaned back in his chair once more, his fingers steepled in front of his lips as he stared at the closed folder. His mind was buzzing with thoughts he couldn't quite sort out.

Raelynn's life felt like a broken puzzle—scattered, uneven, yet she'd survived. The thought left a strange unfamiliar heaviness in his chest, one he wasn't used to feeling. He glanced at the folder again, then shifted his gaze to the window.

His parents would find out about her pregnancy eventually, as Kade had said. They always did. But Elion wasn't ready for that confrontation. Not yet.

For now, he pushed the thought aside, his focus returning to the present. There were too many questions, too many loose ends, and not enough time to solve them all.

But one thing was certain: Raelynn's life, her struggles, her resilience—it mattered now, more than he was willing to admit.