Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

DENNIS

I slammed my fist on Cole's desk, causing everything on top to rattle.

"What the hell do you mean you can't find him?"

"Did I hear you well or have I suddenly developed an ear problem?"

Cole shrank back. His eyes were wide with fear and remorse.

"I'm sorry man, I've tried everything. James just...disappeared without a trace after taking all our investments."

Rage boiled inside me. I grabbed Cole by the lapels and shoved him against the wall.

"You're supposed to be the expert! You vouched for this guy!"

"I know, I know," Cole sputtered, hands up defensively.

"Believe me, I'm just as gutted as you are. I lost every penny too!"

I sneered.

"Yeah? Well it's a lot easier for you to be casual about losing pocket change. I put in $100,000 man! Do you have any idea how much I sacrificed for that?"

The memories flooded back, of all the rights I had to part with to raise that money. I thought that if the investment paid off, I could buy a whole new collection and more. Now all I had to show for it was NOTHING. Letting go of Cole, I ran shaky hands through my hair. I started pacing, mind racing over how I could possibly make this right. The bars were doing well, but not well enough to absorb that steep a loss quickly. "I'm ruined..." I muttered, then whirled on Cole again.

"This is on you! You talked me into this scheme with your big dreams about life-changing profits!"

Cole flinched at my booming voice.

"I didn't know he was going to run a damn Ponzi scheme! The backgrounds, documentation, it all checked out!"

from the desk and hurled it across the room. It shattered against the wall with

head in, alarmed. "Everything

to shrink back in terror before

hands on the desk as I fought for control. I lifted my gaze

me there's still a way to track this bastard down and get

only shake his

man. He covered his tracks

of my restraint. I flipped the desk with an animalistic

and heaved it against the wall, shattering it into a

out and slammed

frame nearly splintered. I ripped my suit jacket off

parking lot with

my face. When

with a strangled cry of anguish, pummeling

"Stupid...fucking...idiot!"

another bone-jarring

had to be some terrible

through my hands chased away any

slumped forward to

on

everything crashed down around me. I

asset to

bitch," I spat at my own reflection in

all for more. For what?

an instant because of my greed and one man's deception. I squeezed my eyes shut, trying in vain

had gambled

tried to compose myself enough to drive home. I fumbled the key into

didn't turn. It was stuck fast, defying my increasingly frantic

no, no!" I growled as I wrenched the