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?

good twenty feet from here and I could still hear you," she passed Bella a chilling warning look. " You

slight fear briefly passed across Bella's features

now, we'd

sly glint in her eyes, "The thing is..." she pointed between

get Dylan out of the picture without painting us

chair I sat, her fingers curled around the back of the chair. She shook her head as she said in a low voice, smirking "Despite being older than me, you two know nothing

crazily in love which we know is somewhat rare in a mafia family," she glanced over

Bella's face but she

a paternity test to bring Dylan down is bound to

I watched as the girl raised the cigarette to her lips once more. Bella and I were stunned as we briefly glanced at each other

fearlessness was admirable. 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

too young for whatever she was smoking. My mother instincts kicked in and I almost asked her how old she was but I was able to stop myself on time.