Billionaire, Let's Divorce!

SYDNEY'S POV

Grace asked the moment I dropped the phone with brows creased her eyes alight with curiosity. "Did I just hear you say Sandra?" The name dripped from her lips with so much contempt, "Why was that name uttered in your conversation with Mark? Make it make sense."

I placed my phone on the desk. "What you pieced together is what it is."Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

"Come on, Sydney, lay it out to me. It doesn't make sense."

"See? And yet you say he's your idol." I mocked and her eyes narrowed as she shot me a teasing warning glare. "Your idol is with your old rival, Sandra now. The claw lady whom Steven held up so she could claw your face."

Grace groaned, "Oh please, don't even remind me of that."

I laughed lightly." Anyway. They're currently together so it's not your turn to be with your idol. You would have to wait for them to break up." Even though I sound like I didn't give a damn, which I don't, I still can't help but wonder why it had to be Sandra. Of all the women he could have chosen from. It had to be that bitch, Sandra! Mark really never ceases to amaze me.

"Gosh,I hate that lady."

"Ditto, "I interrupted her.

She continued, "Because of her, I never want to hear the name Sandra because when I do, my head suddenly rings a warning bell and I just automatically assume the worst of a person and just stay far away from them."

I pouted, "Now girl's names Sandra are in trouble because of one callous Sandra," I ended my comment with a laugh.

Grace exaggerated a groan, "It's that bad. I would never touch any man she's been with."

I raised my eyebrows at that but didn't say anything. Just then, Lucas waltzed in and Grace winked. "I think this one's cute though. and I trust your taste, so do well to let me know when you guys break up." A corner of Lucas' lips lifted when he overheard what Grace said as he came forward to me. I got on my feet and let him pull me in for a hug. I wrapped my arms around his neck and briefly pressed my lips to his. "Hey, babe," I whispered, low enough for only him to hear.

He planted another kiss on my lips and answered me in a husky tone, "Hey."

Then I faked a glare as I turned to Grace, "Then I'm sorry to burst your bubbles but you'll be waiting a long long time because Lucas and I are together for life...forever, you wicked woman! Now, get out of here!"

I could feel the tremor on Lucas' chest as he chuckled. There was a hint of a smile on Grace's face even as she made a disappointed face, "Ah, dammit. I thought I had a chance. Seeing you two so happy really makes me jealous and almost want a man of my own." Then she sighed theatrically, her gaze sliding down to the blank screen of her iPad. "Well, this lonely soul needs to drown her sorrows in work now." "Shoo shoo," I waved her off with a dismissive flick of my wrist and gestured toward the door. "Out the door, woman."

Grace chuckled and as she got on her feet, she said, "Hey, Lucas."

"Grace, how's it going?"

A genuine smile spread on Grace's lips, "I am great!" She said she walked out the door. "Now I don't need to ask how you're doing; I can already tell with that huge grin on your face because you're holding my friend."

"It's that obvious?" Lucas winced, faking a pained expression.

We all chuckled as Grace made her way out the door and it was just Lucas and I.

Lucas handed me the flower he had in his grasp. "And this is for my princess."

I took it with a smile and sniffed it. "Thank you," I muttered and felt his gaze on me as I looked at the bouquet in my hand. The flowers were fresh and the petals bloomed so beautifully. I liked the feel of it when I touched it. "They smell nice," then I thanked him again.

"You deserve more. I am really proud of you."

My smile broadened, "Thank you, Lucas. It's all the good teachings that you've j stilled in me."

I giggled when he surprisingly patted my head like I was a kid. "It's because you're smart. You're so smart that you get everything explained to you even more than the explainer."