Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

Chapter 0057

"To the hospital!" I screamed, my voice rising above the rush of wind and honks of cars as Luigi roughly bypassed them all.

"Yes ma'am!" He shouted back.

Later, he slowed down and I didn't feel the pressing need to clutch to his midriff anymore. "You can let go now," he chuckled, "You won't fall."

"Hahaha," I shot back sarcastically.

I felt the tremor of his body as he chuckled. "Relax, I'm not Mark," he said as I let go.

I didn't say anything back to him. I simply brought out my phone and immediately put a call through to my lawyer. As I dialed the number, I felt my anger burn anew in me. Those jerks! They'll see.

My lawyer picked up and I immediately ordered loudly, "I want to sue Joel and Sandra, those two bastards! Be prepared."

There was silence on the other end and I wondered if he hung up or something. I pulled the phone from my ear to check but the call was still on. I was about to give him a piece of my mind concerning his unnecessary silence when he spoke up.

He repeated their names together with their surnames hesitatingly, "You mean those two?"

"Yes!"

"They're the ones you want to sue? His words were laced

"Godammit! Yes!" ! Yes!"

even preparing to run for state senator. Suing them will be like a felony. We would encounter a

raised my

I'm not," he stammered,

well grounded lawyer who isn't a pussy! No

his voice so small I could barely hear him over the soft purr of the engine. "Okay, boss. I will put on the agenda and start to work on filing a case against them

bit out and

scrolled unhinged through my call logs. I stopped when I found the contact

Chapter 0057

assistant picked

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didn't miss her quiet gasp as I shouted into the phone. I'm certain she wasn't expecting it. "There's a bracelet from Atelier studios in the drawer by the side of my bed, take it, and display it on the marketplace. Sell it to whoever wants it. Get up your ass right now and do

I will get to it right away!" Her response was sharp even

into staying in the marriage by blinding me with such luxuries. I wouldn't even make the mistake of wearing the piece of shit. Even though I made it, since the jewelry came from Mark,

to the hospital, I swallowed my anger and frustration and asked him, How's

now.

reply. That