Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

Chapter 0227

FEW DAYS LATERFEW DAYS LATER

Sydney's POV

I woke up to a silent house. Not that it was always noisy in the mansion but there was always this buzzing energy in the atmosphere; the sound of Tavon's business-like voice (very distinct from the one he used in that room) making business calls or the distant sounds of the whips, the clatters of plates in the kitchen, the murmurs and quiet giggles of Tavon's staff as they chatted animatedly and cracked jokes amongst themselves.

I had grown accustomed to a quiet but not so quiet mansion, but this morning? The mansion was dead silent. If a pin dropped, I swear, it would echo throughout the mansion. It was eerily still as if the walls were also holding their breath.

After peeking my head out a couple of times to catch a whiff of any hushed conversation or any hint as to what had gone wrong, I resigned and went to take my bath. The hot water did little to soothe the sense of dread that had settled in the pit of my stomach.

I got dressed and proceeded downstairs to have breakfast alone as usual. My footsteps echoed loudly in the hallways and it was the only sound breaking the unnatural silence.

It felt as if I were the last person on earth.

Scarlet turned out to be the one who served me breakfast.

Her presence was almost jarring in the eerie quiet.

brows, "You aren't assigned to the

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nose and red eyes from crying so. much.." she shrugged, "I'm filling in for a colleague." "Who died?" I blurted out without

up my spine

your voice, Miss," she warned, then she whispered,

point, Scar?" It's starting to get irritating how she was dragging the whole issue. My patience was wearing thin and the oppressive

to relax," she giggled quietly. "Meet me at the

rushed to the terrace, eager for answers and reprieve from the suffocating quiet. As expected, Scarlet was

winked, took one more inhale of the cigarette. After letting the smoke out in a long, slow

Axel was

I quickly clamped my palm down on

to stifle my gasp. A thousand terrible scenarios

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her voice low and grave. His whole body was shot through to

God!" I gasped, my voice muffled by

is. The realization hit me like a physical blow,