Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

Sydney's POV

There was a brief silence as Bella and I took our time to take in the information.

"That's sad..." I heard Bella murmur the same time I asked, "So what do you say we do? How do we get revenge on Dylan for what he did to us and to you?"

"First of all," she walked closer as she inhaled the smile of the cigarette. She closed her eyes as she exhaled with a smile that had me coughing slightly but I said nothing about that. If she was going to join us in this quest, then just like Bella, we have to accept her quirks with it.

After she had taken her time to release the puff of smoke she dragged, she repeated herself, "First of all, if you want to get any revenge, I mean if you want to be alive to get any revenge," she looked between Bella and I before she leaned forward, instinctively, I found myself leaning forward too then she whispered, "lower your voices."

I blinked and remained there for a second.

Was this girl joking with us?

me to say something else, weren't you?" She stopped giggling and shrugged, "Well, it's important." She pointed behind her, "The spit where I smoke is about a good twenty feet from here and I could still

across Bella's features but she

understand that now, we'd lower our voices. What are your suggestions and contributions

glint in her eyes, "The thing is..." she pointed between the both of us, "you

We are attempting to get Dylan out of the picture without painting us as the

was standing behind the chair I sat, her fingers curled around the back of the chair. She

it comes to us, all they're interested in is fucking us unless they're crazily in love which we know is somewhat rare in a mafia family," she

on Bella's face but she attempted to

clapped her hands. "Back to the main issue. When it comes to matters like this, men are usually more interested in men's affairs. Therefore, your plan to use a paternity test to bring Dylan down is bound to fail. If you're really serious

descended again and I watched as the girl raised the cigarette to her lips once more. Bella and I were stunned as we

No doubt, Scarlet and Bella can do a fair job of being friends, if Bella would allow it. Okay, this wasn't the right thought after what she

My mother instincts kicked in and I almost asked her how old she was but I was able to stop myself on time. I'm pretty sure she and Bella would only laugh in my face if