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!"

didn't!" I grabbed a glass paperweight from the desk and hurled it across the room. It shattered against the wall with a

in, alarmed. "Everything

the woman to shrink back in terror

as I

to track this bastard down

shake

covered his tracks

the final threads of my restraint. I flipped the desk with an animalistic

from the liquor cart and heaved it against the wall, shattering it into

stormed out and

frame nearly splintered. I ripped my suit jacket off

the parking lot with

down my face. When

my knuckles turned white. I exploded with a strangled cry of anguish, pummeling the wheel over

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

word was punctuated with another bone-jarring strike against

to be some terrible

away any hope of waking up. It

slumped forward to rest

forehead on

everything crashed down around me.

nearly every asset to raise that $100,000 investment-all for

a bitch," I spat at my

for more. For what? To get played like

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

had gambled

drive home. I fumbled the key into the ignition,

was stuck fast, defying my increasingly

I growled as I wrenched the