Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

Chapter 0050

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He looked taken aback as his eyes took in my furious expression. "Sydney," he reiterated and the sound of his voice repeating my name had seriously started to irritate me.

"Where is Joel?"

His lips seemed to wobble for a while before he was able to get his words out. "How did you get here?" Then his brows creased and his eyes softened as he took a step forward toward me. He pointed at the door behind me, "For how long were you behind that door, Sydney?" His eyes searched mine, probing." What did you hear just now?" He started to stride toward me after he asked the last question.

I raised my palm in the air to stop him. He instantly halted his strides and concern and confusion swirled in his gaze as they met mine.

"Sydne-" he started, but I couldn't bear to hear my name from his lips one more time.

'Can

tell me where the fuck Joel is?" My words

Joel? Is there any problem?" His gaze was soft and his voice was

at

God. I wanted to pull my hair tight and scream, to let out all the pent-up emotions currently my insides. Or perhaps I should lift

Where is he?" My voice was coated with the

before he finally parted his lips to speak in a measured tone. "I believe he should be at the Mili bar right now," he said then quickly

of the study. I stormed towards the heavy oak door, my hand trembling with anger as I reached for the handle. With a quick, forceful motion,

hallway, filled with resentment: "Mark! Have you seen this

again,

words gradually drifted away as I moved

swiftly descended the stairs. I should've known I was being used. Just like how dad and mom had used me to get into the Torres family when their beloved daughter fled with her lover. I should have known Mark also had a reason, apart from his damned reputation, for

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Chapter 0050