Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

Chapter 0071

"Richie."

"Ma'am Sydney." He called back and I couldn't stop the brief bitter chuckle that bubbled up my throat. Wasn't he plainly calling me Sydney the other day? Now what was the fuss with the whole ma'am? "Tell me, Richie, what would you gain by hiring an assassin disguised as a supplier to kill me?"

It all made sense now, when we discussed the new addition to Luxe vogue and obviously, as a department head, Bran had to be present and he had been. He had been among the department heads that even dropped their opinions.

"What assassin?" His lips tembled slightly. "What do you mean? I don't understand what you're talking about," he continued, attempting to feign ignorance, but I could see through it all. His fidgety fingers, his trembling lips, his unnecessarily creased brows and squinted eyes, it was all there - the telltale signs of guilt.

I raised my brows, "Is that how you want to escape this? By pretending to know nothing about it."

His brows furrowed deeper, "What...why..." he stuttered pathetically so I shut him up.

The dumb man you hired has confessed." His eyes widened and his face turned pale instantly, he knew he had been exposed and

have taken the money you paid then I would run away, far from here. Unfortunately, you're still here, filled and clinging to

or anger, I could barely tell but I still held his

murder and committing one personally are not the same. Besides, I've had all the exits blocked, you can't escape

as he tried to stop her. Then I pointed down to the window with, "Even if you're able to, the police have also surrounded

the window. His eyes hastily

pleaded as his face wobbled. He dropped to his knees, "I've been with

at him coldly, "I already gave you a chance, Richie. I gave you a choice but you

Richie, ignoring his protests and pleas and took him away. Despite everything, Richie still looked at me pleadingly, "Sydney, please plead

of the room and down the

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Chapter 0071