Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

Chapter 0051

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I rushed past the two bulky men who had permanent scowls on their faces and seemed to be manning the entrance and up the short stairs. And there he was. The retarded bastard.

I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned to see one of the men. "You're not allowed here," he stated simply but moved back to his position after he looked above my head.

I turned back to Joel who had his arms wrapped around

I squinted at the lady clinging to his side, a huge smile on her face. I knew her. Sandra. She was Bella's friend; Bella was always with her. What was she doing with Joel? Well, I didn't come here for her.

I stopped when my gaze dropped on her neck. But I did come for the necklace on her neck. It was exactly the one I had custom made for Grace. So she wasn't just a whore but also a thief. F'll get to her later, first I needed to show this douchebag and bastard called Joel a lesson.

I switched my gaze to the man I was here for. I felt my hand tremble and I clenched it as my anger boiled within me even more when he bent his head and kissed Sandra on the lips. Then he turned to me, "Sydney,

eyed me from head to toe, "Why are you here?" He curved a proud brow, "Are you here for Mark?" He paused for my response but when

glowered at him, thinking of the best way to rip his tongue

don't mind waiting I could give him a call." He said nonchalantly and tipped his chin at the chair opposite him, "You can sit

The nerve!

him say to Sandra

give him a big piece of my mind and threaten to report him to the authority if he didn't apologize to Grace but right now, I was too furious

further agitated, I furiously looked around me. I stomped to the table nearest to me and the occupants of the table - two ladies - cowered as I approached. I disregarded them and snatched a beer- bottle from the numerous bottles before

him. His attention was still solely on Sandra. He didn't even act a tad bit remorseful. He, somehow, scratched my friend's face and broke her heart. How dare

He took his time, smiling at a giggling Sandra and then just as he turned with that stupid smile on his face, I

bottle smeared his hair and trickled down his face and the broken pieces scattered everywhere. I could hear the gasps and bridled screams in the background as my blood pulsed through my veins, my grip tightened on the lid

agonizing shout and slumped on the floor. His hand gripped his head and blood trickled down his temple and mixed with the

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