Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA
Chapter 88
The only light in the room were the brightness of our phone's screens and that of the TV. The TV had been muted while Grace and I idly worked on our phones.
"Woah," Grace put her phone before my face, "Sydney, look at this."
My gaze settled on the dress on the screen. It was almost like one of the ones Grace had designed. I frowned, "it looks a lot like the dress you designed."
Grace laughed lightly, "It is the one I designed," she scrolled to the previous slide, "This is the original one. She's one of our clients, she got it from us so she replicated it and tagged us." My mouth formed an 'O' as I nodded.
"Yeah." She reclined back on the couch where she had been laying. "She really tried, right?"
"Yeah, but I could still tell that it wasn't your work. It was just your design."
"Hmm," she hummed, "I think she did well. Perhaps, we should recruit her."
"Oh please."
then she abruptly stopped laughing. "Isn't that
frowned and paused the shorts I was watching on YouTube again. "What now? Mark replicated the jewelry we
video back
Grace with a frown, "Why did
to the TV. "Mark is live on
host was excitedly introducing him alongside his achievements. Mark looked smart and drop dead gorgeous in the suit dress he had on, his features seemed to have gotten even finer and more toned since I last saw him. His cheekbones were more prominent, his hair was slicked back neatly but as usual,
first it was about GT Group which he confidently boasted about the rising value of its stock. Then the host threw random questions at him. His responses were articulate and insightful as he
impressed brow and raised my hand to give him a
just had to be an asshole to you." I heard Grace murmured but I paid no heed to
well. For the first time, I was grateful to Mark for not agreeing to buy the shares when I suggested it. I could already see the dividend from the shares being a whole new source of income for me. Then I found myself musing on the idea
thoughts. She rested her head on my shoulder and held my arm. She jutted her lower lip out, "Why don't you be my sugar mommy? Please, be my sugar mommy, I don't want to work anymore, I want to live
off me, you gold digger. My savings wouldn't live to see the day with your splurging." Amidst her
idea. I should marry him too and then file fir a divorce divorce, then I could also get five percent of
Read the hottest Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA Chapter 88 story of 2020.
The Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA story is currently published to Chapter 88 and has received very positive reviews from readers, most of whom have been / are reading this story highly appreciated! Even I'm really a fan of $ authorName, so I'm looking forward to Chapter 88. Wait forever to have. @@ Please read Chapter 88 Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA by author BELLA here.