Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

Chapter 118

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Chapter 0118 MARK'S POV I turned with a start as the door to my office burst open. My sistant stepped in, his brows creased and eyes widened in a mixture of fear and worry.

"What did you barge in like that?!" I rose to my feet angrily.

His breathing was uneven and he tried to steady it before he spoke. I wondered if he ran here. "Sydney is coming and with the expression on her face and with her strides, nobody could dare to stop her. Not even security. I cou- My gaze swiftly slid to the door as it was roughly pushed open again. My assistant leapt away from the entrance way as Sydney barged in.

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She made a beeline for my desk and slammed her bag down on it. She directed the thunderous look in her eyes atand yelled, "Mark, what exactly are your up to? Why are you making things difficult for me?" I raised my brows and cast a shocked glance at the slight crack she just made on my desk. I wondered what the cause of her anger was as I turned to my assistant who kept a cautious glance at Sydney. I nodded towards the door." Leave us.

His lips trembled, his gaze shifting from Sydney to me. "Do you wantto call for backup security?" I cast an amused look his way while Sydney shot him a deathly glare. At the look on her face, he nodded and scrambled out the door, gently closing the door behind him.

She must have really scared them, I thought as I turned to a fuming Sydney." What's the matter? How have I offended you?" I asked softly.

Sydney scoffed then she roared, "You pretender! You still dare to play innocent." I returned her glare with a blank look. "I honestly have no idea why you're here." I have been trying to stay out of her way since I found out about her and my damned uncle so what could I have possibly done? She drew back, her brows raised, "So you want to deny that you haven't been +25 BONUS playing disastrous tricks just to force us to sell our company to you?" She threw her hands in the air, "What have I ever done to you to deserve this, Mark? I left the marriage, I left you and Bella alone. I have done everything to get out of your hair so why?!" I frowned as I listened to her. Her company? She owned a company? "What company do you own that you claim that I am forcing you to sell to me?" I asked, puzzled.

With narrowed eyes, she threw a file at me. I raised my brows at her before slowly looking down at the file she had thrown at my chest. I placed it beforeon the desk and opened it.

I paused at the content of the file before me. My gaze shifted to her then back to the file. I sat up as my eyes scanned the documents. I frantically flipped through and... the documents beforewere the hardcopy of the Luxe Vogue acquisition proposal that I had personally approved. I remembered vividly that I had signed the soft copy that was emailed to them and also the hardcopy that was delivered the sday.

I reached into my drawer and quickly brought out the document of the second mysterious founder of Luxe Vogue and Atelier Studios.

"You're the second founder of Luxe vogue?!" She narrowed her eyes, "Don't play smart with me, Mark." "I'm serious, Sydney. I didn't know it was you. I only knew Grace was one of the founders, the second person's identity has since remained unknown." I paused and studied her, she seemed not to be listening toas she directed a glare at me. "So is it you?" I prompted.

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She threw her hands in the air and blurted out, "Of course, it's me! Who else could it be? I'm always hanging out with Grace; we're friends. It's 上! obvious that I am the one who started the business with her. Any intelligent person would have figured that out!" I reclined in my seat as I pieced everything together. Grace...I should have known it was Sydney's Grace!

sighed and leaned forward. I dropped the documents on the desk. "Alright, alright, not intelligent, okay?" I slightly raised my hand in the air in +25 BONUS surrender. "But the Grace I know now looks different from the picture in her business profile," I frowned.

"What do you think? Isn't been years!" She spelt out each word as though I was a four year old. She shrugged, "Besides, we were still struggling then. X RULE #1 choose married women They have reason to keep things secret, as do you.

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