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?

behind her, "The spit where I smoke is about a good twenty feet from here and

across Bella's features but she said

her suggestion already, "we understand that now, we'd lower our voices. What

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

get Dylan out of the picture without painting us as

chair. She shook her head as she said in a low voice, smirking "Despite being older than me, you two know nothing about

is fucking us unless they're crazily in love which we know is somewhat rare in a mafia family," she glanced over at Bella

slight smirk on Bella's face but she

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

cigarette to her lips once more. Bella and I were stunned as we briefly glanced at each

doubt, Scarlet and Bella can do a fair job of being friends, if Bella would allow

I almost asked her how old she was but I