Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

Chapter 0226

"I've missed you. If you come to visit Tavon more frequently, you'll be killing two birds with one stone. Not only will you get to see me..." I gave him a coy look from under my lashes.

"But you'll also reinforce your position in Tavon's mind as the heir apparent by showing your commitment to the family."

He shook his head slowly, turning to face me with a grim look.

"Nah. It's too late for that now, Sydney. Did you hear any details. about what they were actually talking about in those meetings?" His face was gloomy, brooding, as he asked. I could almost hear the gears whirring as he worked up some new plan in his head.

"Not exactly," I replied with a small shake of my head. "They always speak in hushed tones that I can't quite make out. But I think Tavon is gradually beginning the process of transitioning his power over to Axel."

I shrugged as he fixed me a wary look. "I mean, why else would he be staying cooped up in the mansion all the time, never going out? My guess is Axel is increasingly running the day-to-day operations, then coming back every evening to brief Tavon and receive his instructions."

Dylan's eyes turned even icier at this.

I knew I needed to try and placate him, so I rushed to add: "But then again, it might also just be some kind of test. Maybe Axel is only temporarily shouldering more duties so Tavon can evaluate how well he handles the responsibility. Then next week or next month, it could be your turn to prove your merits."

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he growled, and fists clenched tightly at his sides. The

soothe his rising anger, at least for the moment, I stepped forward and

get too riled up just yet, baby, I murmured. "We still have time

small victory was short-lived - because it wasn't what I truly wanted. I needed him enraged. His ambition needed to be stoked white-hot. Only then would

a tremor of feigned anxiety in my voice, I said: "If Axel really does become the next Godfather permanently...how will we ever have any chance to survive and thrive, Dylan? What should we do now

I felt him tense. When he looked at me, I was overjoyed by the flash of

I'd been looking forward to these past few

I can only stage a coup. I've always wanted to get rid of Axel, but I've always felt that the timing was

plan and I wasn't sure which was which, I decided to

his face in my palm and looked him in the

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there were two princes competing for a throne. The younger prince killed the older one. Although the emperor was disheartened, he could not kill the younger prince because if he did. he would have no heir to succeed the throne whenever it was time." I searched his eyes to see if he was getting my pint abd he seemed to

position when

my face as he scrutinized me. He finally spoke up. "So what you're saying now is that," he started slowly, "I should take action in getting rid of the competition before Tavon completely hands

slap him and scream in his face, 'yes! Yes fool, isn't that obvious," but I smoothly maintained my

firmly, "Yes, Dylan, strike while