Billionaire, Let's Divorce!

I suddenly felt a feeble cool air on my neck. I turned to see Sandra flaunting an exquisite antique fan as she fanned herself with it.

I scoffed inwardly and looked away. "It isn't even hot," I muttered under my breath.

"What?" Sandra immediately chimed. "I didn't hear you well, did you say the fan is stunning?"

I rolled my eyes at her charade.

"Well, since you're too proud to speak up and ask. I will tell you about it. Mark bid it for me before you got here. All I had to do was to just tell him I wanted it and he emerged the final bidder of $60,000," she sounded smug about it all as if Mark had just dug up a hundred years old tree for her.

I smirked, contemplating telling her that Mark gave me a hundred thousand dollars just to see me. I wondered what she would have to say about that but I decided against it. She whispered again, "I bet you've never seen such a fine item, have you?"

"No, I haven't," I agreed and eyed the fan longingly just for effect. As expected, a self satisfied smirk etched on her lips. "I haven't seen anything so ugly being flaunted like a treasure. Aren't you ashamed?" Her smirk disappeared and she looked angered by my words as the fan froze in her grasp. I felt Mark turn my way, he looked amused as he looked between Sandra and I.

An idea suddenly popped into my head and I momentarily forgot all about the ' don't look Mark's way' deal that I had with Lucas. I pulled out my phone. I brought it up and said to both of them. "Smile." Sandra had a glare on her face but Mark smiled. When Sandra saw that I was going to take a picture, she hastily brought up the fan to cover her angry face but it was too late, I already took the picture. I grinned as I viewed the picture of them that I just took.

"What was that for?!" Sandra erupted while Mark turned away, looking at the next item being auctioned.

I shrugged and smiled sweetly at Sandra, "You guys look so cute together."

"You could have easily gotten a picture on one of my social media accounts!" She retorted.

"Hmm," I decided to think about it for a while. "Nah, I wanted a nersonal picture.

She dealt me a deadly glare before she turned away with a huff.

I had my lower lip between my teeth as my fi gets rapidly tapped on my keyboard. I captioned the picture, "Look, your good friend Sandra is going to be the next Mrs. of your lover, Mark. What a freaking interesting love triangle."

Then I sent the captioned picture to Bella.

I turned off the screen of my phone and tucked it back in my purse. I settled my gaze on the podium with a smile on my lips as I imagined what Bella's expression must be tight now. I really wished I could see her reaction when she views the picture and reads the caption. In fact, I was eager to see her reaction - it would be priceless.Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

I would have said that I had finally avenged the time that she sent me the infuriating video of her and Mark having sex but it was not enough.

I suddenly felt Lucas' hand cup my elbow. His warm breath settled on my temple as he whispered in my ear, "Let's move to the seats further away." Then he turned and looked at the seats that were a few seats away from the ones we were seated in and about three of them were empty. "You can also see the displayed items clearer from the view there."

"Alright." I agreed and I wondered if he saw me when I looked at Mark and took. a picture of him and Sandra. Is he mad? If he is, he was hiding it well. I thought about asking him but I decided against it. I would just leave it since he wasn't saying anything if he had seen or not.

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