Billionaire, Let's Divorce!

"And that is perfect because you were the only one in mind when it was made."

I then explained to her that the pendant could also be worn as a brooch. I watched as she tried it, clapping her hands as she looked down at it on her chest.

"You must have spent a lot on this," her eyes started to water again.

"I would spend any amount to see you smile."

"Sydney," she whispered tearfully and pulled me in for another hug.

I patted her on her back, feeling tearful myself. "Yeah, it's alright now, Grace. I'm glad you love it. Now you can go elaborately prepare for your date."

She giggled, and pulled back, her eyes on me, "Now, don't be jealous. You're my best friend and you can't bear to see me grow old alone, can you?"

I rolled my eyes, "Yes, I can," then I playfully attempted to push her away but she instead pulled me in for another tight hug.

"God, you're so adorable whenever you're jealous."

"I'm not jealous!" I protested.

Grace burst out laughing. Her laughs prompted mine and soon our laughter filled the relaxed and pleasant atmosphere.

I sighed as my phone rang again.

"Why won't he stop calling?!" Grace groaned,

We were in her room, having a little girl's time as we chatted and painted each other's nails.

"I think I should just get going," I sighed as I coated her pinky finger with the lemon nail polish. "It looks cute," I smiled at her nails.

She wiggled her fingers in front of my face for a while then her shoulders fell and she pouted. "I don't want you to leave."

"I have to," else he might threaten to increase the break up f*e, I thought as I shrugged out of the pink robe we both had on. "Ugh. Can't you just move out?"

I shook my head. "Nah," I shrugged back into my wrap top and tied it at the back. "Not until he signs the divorce papers.

"Then what's taking him so long? I think I'll soon come over to your place and give that standoffish man a sizable piece of my mind."

I chuckled. "Don't worry, I'll soon get him to sign the papers."

She saw me off and waited till I got in a cab. "Happy birthday in advance, love. Enjoy your date."

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She waved back, "I willl"

When I got home, I was surprised to meet Mark in the living room. He had his brows creased as he worked on his laptop.

I decided to just walk past him but he called me back. "Sydney."

I turned back. "I thought you were working."Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

"Yeah, I was," I rubbed his palm on his trousers. He was acting nicer.

"Uh, okay." I turned to leave.

"Wait. I have a gift for you."

Those words brought me to an abrupt halt. A gift? For me?

"You have a gift for me." I repeated as I faced him again.

He nodded and reiterated, "I have a gift for you."

He picked a bag and I squinted my eyes at it. "That's from Atelier studios," I thought aloud.

He seemed pleased as he smiled. "Yes, it is."

He dipped his hand in the bag and brought out one of the jewelry boxes I had had my assistant deliver earlier.

He handed me the gold diamond bracelet. "This is my gift to you for our third anniversary."

My brows rode up my hairline, "For me? Or Bella?"

Just as he opened his mouth to answer me, my phone pinged with a notification.

"A minute," I murmured and brought out my phone from my bag and when I opened the message, my heart burst with joy.

The Atelier studios' account had just been credited with a whooping two million dollars!