Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

Chapter 0075

"At first, I thought you guys were high on something, to be honest," I sipped my wine after sobering up, my eyes fixed on them above the rim of my wine glass. "But on a closer look, you're just being your usual foolish selves," I bit out sharply. T'eyed both of them up. They had stopped laughing and they were both glaring at us now.

"How comfortable for a loser to call people losers. It makes you feel good to think you aren't the only loser, doesn't it?" Sandra's eyes would have murdered me if eyes could kill. "Well, for your easy comprehension, Sandra, we aren't losers, you are. You are the biggest loser I have ever seen in my entire life. I mean, only a loser would run home, at your age, crying for their parents to clean up their mess. Isn't that right, Miss Sandra?" I arched my brows, "Come on, you should be thankful to your congressman father, he really did save your sorry ass.

I looked away from the boring view of Sandra gritting her teeth and clenching and unclenching her fists and shifted my gaze to Joel. "I'm right, aren't I?" I lifted my brows, demanding a response. "Her father saved you guys ass..." I trailed off. "By the way, Joel, what's so funny? Did you also take something too? Besides, I thought maybe you were dead because I was quite shocked as to why you hid behind your whore and let her cry to her daddy for him to clean the mess you both made." I took another sip of my wine, crossed my legs then shrugged, "But I don't blame you, I blame myself, what did I expect from man who held up his girlfriend and let his whore do the clawing and beating -"

"I'm not a whore, bitch!" Sandra's teeth gnashed as she spluttered.

I continued, acting as though I hadn't heard her, "I blame myself because I half consciously expected too much from a pathetic coward." I held Joel's gaze that was brimming with rage, "Now coward, let me tell you a fact, we withdrew the lawsuit against Sandra, not you. So what are you smug about? Sandra has a congressman father, do you? Sandra cried to her father. Why don't you go running to daddy too?"

I could hear Grace's short burst of laughter as she tried to hold them back. Joel's glare shifted in me to Farce but they lingered on Grace and it would soften very slightly. I didn't blame him, Grace looked very stunning, she always does and there wasn't even a dent of the scratches they inflicted on her anymore.

very seriously, Joel went around squandering his inheritance and stocks, selling and buying shares like it was no man's business. He had no business or ambition of his own, only sweet talk and boasting. I was sure spending money on lawyers was the last thing he would want

Mark saw in you! You're so

"He saw in me what

hardened, "What conditions do you need to withdraw

dollars. There are obviously other mental damages and costs, Il discuss it with my lawyer and ensure he sends every detail

shocked, he turned to Sandra for help but she plainly

"Or would you like Sandra to compensate for the loss? Her congressman father

+25 BONUS

jaw worked overtime for a while, then veins in his arm slightly bulged

He hung his head like the loser that he was then said in a low voice, "Grace,"

full of contempt and disgust as she directed them toward Joel. I bet she was reprimanding herself for ever fantasizing about marrying