Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

Chapter 0035

I grinned as I put the last touch on the bracelet. I let out a groan as I sat up, stretching my arms and yawning

I sighed as I checked the time. It was past working hours again. But I was comforted by the knowledge that I accomplished a lot today.

I looked down at the necklace and bracelet. They were gorgeous. Infact, gorgeous is an understatement looked like something out of this world. It was how Atelier studios had become a household name. I always enjoy putting my best in every Jewelry, even if the orders were made by assholes. And it was what I had inculcated in our employees in the production department too

I got to work early today. After last night's drama, I surprisingly had a peaceful sleep afterward. I felt so energized this morning. I suspected it was due to the determination to get out of the marriage.

I encased the bracelet and necklace by myself then I rang for my assistant.

As usual, she was knocking on my door in a few seconds. "Come in."

I handed her the boxes, "Have the client who ordered this know that it's ready."

She nodded, taking the boxes from me like they were eggs.

"The price for both of them is two million dollars."

her eyes widened but it was

to be made before the delivery

'Yes ma'am."

her, "Thank you, you can leave now. I've got

on one. Though it cost a lot, I grinned; the price was enough for my break up the and some change would still be left, it

quickly got onto Grace's Jewelry. Her birthday was

I was using for her piece; I ordered them in her favorite color. I took my time

pulled into what I was doing, my focus fully on it when

on and glared at Richle who

into coordination, it is another to mercilessly snatch people's means of livelihood from them." He ranted, "How could you lay off the whole department?" He threw his hands up in

observing him. I had been sure that I was making the right choice when

Chapter 0035

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of the original employees that were taken in after the creation of Luxe vogue. He was the perfect man to help grow the company with us. He did well, he worked so hard you'd think he owned the company so we had rewarded him by giving him one percent of the company's share and making him the head of the customer service department. It was enough drive for him to work even harder. Soon, he was living in grand houses, away from the slum I

after three years away from the company, for the first time, I