Billionaire, Let's Divorce!

We started walking in silence again. "By the way, the shares that grandma transferred to me, I'm not planning to keep." I looked up at him and smiles, "So just have your lawyer draft a transfer document and mail it to me, I'll sign it. No issue."

Mark shook his head and said, "Nah. There'll be no need for that. Since Grandma has transferred the shares to you, then they are yours, not mine. If you can't bring yourself to take it from her, consider it as alimony from me, as long as you don't sell the shares.

I shrugged, slightly surprised. I had thought his shares in the company meant the world to him. I thought he had been boiling inside as I signed the shares transfer documents but here he was, acting all cool about. Impressive. "Well, If you change your mind, you can just easily contact my lawyer," I handed him my lawyer's business card. "That's if you don't want to call me or you can't reach me."

He stared at the card for a while then he took it and stuffed it in his pocket without giving it a glance.

By this time, we had both already walked to the parking lot. I strode to my car and unlocked it

"Okay," I said, awkwardly standing by my opened car's door. "I'll leave now."

He raised his hand in a light wave and said, "See you."

I pursed my lips then I laughed teasingly as I got in the car, "Better not."

I started the car and without another glance at Mark, I drove away. As I drove away from the bureau, 1 rolled down my car's window, enjoying the breeze and the feel of freedom.

I stopped when the traffic light stopped at red. Pedestrians crossed the roads as we waited for the lights to turn to green. While I waited, I brought out my phone I felt pretty so I took several selfies. After much zooming in and out of each of the selfies, I finally posted one of them on social media. I captioned the picture, 'Happy Single!

No longer a Torres. Single and freaking happy."

Almost immediately, I got a notification that someone had liked my picture. I lifted my brows, grinning." Wow, that's fast."

I tapped on the profile of the person that reacted and realized that it was Luigi. I didn't even know he was following me. I followed him back.

The light turned green so I dropped my phone and continued to drive, all the while, the notification beeps of my phone filled me with curiosity. At the next traffic light stop, I quickly took my phone and opened the notifications.

chuckled lightly to myself as I saw the numerous notifications. My tweet had been retweeted by the many young ladies who coveted Mark. I half expected Bella to start claiming him or for her to also retweet it. I laughed as I imagined that one of those gossip blogs would title their story about his break-up with, The most wanted man is finally back in the dating market!'

Just as I was about to drop my phone, my phone rang and vibrated in my palm. Instinctively, I picked up the call. "Hello?"Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

"Hey, It's Luigi."

"Oh hi. What's up?"

"Everything's good. So my friend at the police station just informed me that the man who attacked you at the coffee shop, Bran, was successfully captured. And he has finally confessed." "Oh. Thank goodness. So who sent him?"

"It's some guy that works for you. He's the department supervisor in your company. I think he said his name is-"

"Richie."

I bit out disappointedly as I finished the sentence for Luigi. I should've known he wouldn't just change or back down like that.

"Yep. Richie. You already suspect him?"

"Kind of, I just hadn't expected him to get

to this so quickly." I sighed, "I was really hoping he'd change."

"Well, that's bad because he didn't. And now, the police are preparing to arrest him."

"Thanks, Luigi. I need to go now. I need to make good use of the time before the police come."