Billionaire, Let's Divorce! by BELLA

Chapter 308

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Chapter 0308 DENNIS "Take it back," I told the boy. And as he did as I asked, I absentmindedly nudged him until he exited his seat and I took it.

I rubbed my palm over my face as I started to watch the clip anew.

The footage now began with Clara... I trailed off as I squinted at the screen, hoping I was wrong and had mistaken someone else for her but it really was Clara.

She stepped out of a taxi alone. After the taxi drove off, she lingered on the sidewalk for a while. As she just stood there, I was tempted to forward the scene but I worried that I might miss a very important detail and that was the last thing I wanted and so I watched with a yawn, but still greatly curious.

She looked at the road ahead several times, seeming more impatient by the second. Later, she walked to the side of the bar and leaned on the wall, her head tipped back.

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Almost a couple of minutes, another taxi arrived. The person alighted the taxi, fished out their phone from their pocket and dialed a number, I guess.

I confirmed that the person actually dialed a number when Clara, who was still leaning on the wall, also fished out her phone. She picked up the call and waved in the person's direction. The person walked up to her, then wordlessly, they both walked to the entrance of the bar. Clara opened the door for the person to step in then when she was about to go in, she slid off her hood as she looked around behind her before going in.

When she was in the bar, she slipped the hood back on as she made her way through. It was pretty difficult to keep track of her and her companion as they navigated their way through the crowd in the bar, As they continued to push through, it was already certain where they were headed; the back rooms.

Is that where the murder was staged? I thought impatiently. Perhaps, the victim was drugged or something. Is the companion the victim the police was talking about.

The thought of showing the clip to the police crossed my mind. It would help with their case but I couldn't do that to Clara. At least not yet. She was my friend and I would watch this clip to the end and confront her, hear her side of the story before I include any other person.

When my attention returned back to the scene, they were entering one of the backrooms but they were now more than two. It was now Clara and two other people.

As they closed the door, I thought of stopping the video. Maybe I was overthinking all of these and it was just a private moment for the girl? Maybe she liked to get down with more than one person? I thought as I paused it and looked back.

The boy with the goggles swiftly looked away, his cheeks tainted red. The sthought must be running through our minds.

"I need an earphone," I told him and pretended that I hadn't noticed that he quickly looked away.

He handedwhat I requested. I connected it and put it on. I was prepared to forward the scene if it turned out to be a private moment as I suspected.

1/2 +25 BONUS Chapter 0308 But it wasn't. In fact what was happening in the scene was so mundane that I wondered why it needed to be done in a room.

Clara had simply removed her hoodie and handed something to the person she had cin with, stretching her hand forward. I zoomed in to see what it was. It was brown and looked like an envelope. Money? I quipped silently to myself.

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Clara started to speak and that was when I enhanced the sound of the video.

I blinked, surprised at what I was hearing.

"Make it look believable, man. Suggest it in the loudest of ways. Get enough bras and thongs and all you need.? What?!

Then she pinned the person with a glare, "This has to accomplishits goal. I ain't paying you to ratout n or ruin the plan." I paused the video and took it all in. Did I just hear Clara explain how to stage a sex scene to someone else?

I leaned back in the seat. Is that a fetish or something? What's with it achieving a goal and not getting ratted out? Why did the meeting have to be so discreet...

I trailed off as my eyes widened and the fog of confusion slowly-cleared. No freaking way! I stared back at her in the paused video. I could clearly remember when Clara toldabout Anastasia's ex-boyfriend infidelity.

RULE #1 choose married women They have reason to keep things secret, as do you.

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