Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

Chapter 0070

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The rest of the ride straight to work was smooth. It was as if the universe was against Richie; there was no more traffic stop on the way.

In no time, I reached the company. The tires screeched noisily against the floor as I abruptly pressed my feet on the brake and parked clumsily. I looked around for the cops' car as I locked my own car but there weren't any of their cars around nor were the twinkling or sound of their red and blue light bars anywhere around

"Good, I'm on time," I muttered to myself and hurried inside. I ignored the greetings I got as I rushed to the elevator. I took the elevator and went to the floor where Richie's office was situated. As I rode there, I dialed the line of the head security.

"Good morning, ma'am."

"Morning," I managed to answer his greeting and went straight to the reason why I had called him, "Right now, I want you to tightly guard all the exits and prevent Richie, the customer service department head, from going out of the premises if he ever tries to."

"Yes, ma'am."

up, I could already hear him

him enough time and opportunity to reflect

stepped out and rushed down the hall, heading

couldn't hide my disgust when I abruptly opened the door and found Richie in a compromising position with one of the new employees. They were both seated on the cushioned sofa in the office; Richie's big body almost concealed the lady beside him. The lady's skirt had rolled up and Richie's hand was placed on her bare thighs as he seemed to be murmuring something to her, his face inched closer to her by the second. They were so engrossed in each other that they hadn't noticed that I came

and irritated and they both flew away from eachother. The girl wouldn't stop tugging her skirt down as she stood before me while Richie ran his

just before he would sit down, "It's not what you think. I wasn't flirting with her." He pointed

incorrigible, wasn't he? Despite the threats and reprimand, he still refused to detest from his promiscuous acts. Since I had been unable to make it to work due to Grace's health and the issues with my divorce, I bet he had thought his thugs had properly done the

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with fear and her eyes were wide as she apologized. "I'm sorry," her voice was barely above a whisper. Her lips trembled as she fiddled with her fingers, her

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her blabbering shut as I interrupted her. "Don't flirt during work hours. If it