Billionaire, Let's Divorce!

"Dylan and I both worked in a hospital as night shift caregivers..."

My brows involuntarily rode up my hairline. It was really difficult to picture either of them as a caregiver.

Lucas was admitted to the hospital where Dylan and Luigi worked.

Lucas' wealth was known to everyone in the hospital. And this coupled with the fact that he was young caught their attention.

They deliberately got closer to Lucas intending to swindle him of some money. Lucas, who had been sick and lonely since childhood quickly bonded with Dylan and Luigi who were also around his age. So it was easy for them to get to know things about him.

My heart ached at this knowledge. If Lucas had had more friends, he might have been able to sniff theat Luigi and Dylan weren't really interested in being his friends but wanted his money. But then, Lucas was smart and very intuitive. Maybe he had just overlooked it because he was desperate for company, even though he never showed it, he always yearned to have someone to talk to.

"At first, we didn't have any plan." Luigi went on, still refusing to look me in the eyes, "we just went with the flow, hoping an opportunity will present itself. One morning, after our shifts, we had said our goodbyes to Lucas and were going home when Dylan proposed an idea. He had recognized the family ring on Lucas' finger and it belonged to the Esposito's family here in Naples. So he made it seem like he was suggesting," Luigi threw an unguarded glare at Dylan and he chuckled. "That I had a say. He said he would take on Lucas' identity so that we could attain a lot of wealth to set ourselves up for life. As Lucas illness was fatal and his death was inevitable anyway. The-"

Dylan suddenly interrupted Luigi with an irritating laugh, "You remember what I said at that part?" He asked amidst laughter. "I said what use was wealth when it belonged to the dead," he finished and laughed even harder.

Luigi and I just stared blankly at him and wondered how I had not seen him for the maniac that he was.

"Okay, go on," he sobered up and cleaned the small tears in the corner of his eyes.

"At first, I disagreed," Luigi said quietly, "But Dylan was quite a persuasive person. He sweet-talked me, made me see the benefit in the long run and eventually," his voice was even quieter this time that I had to strain my ears to hear him, "I agreed and we started to make plans.

"Dylan began to imitate Lucas's actions, everything about Lucas and since he had the same.build and eye color with him, it was easier. We spent a long time preparing until we felt Dylan had completely transformed into Lucas. We even ran a test. We locked Lucas, who was on a drug induced sleep after another debilitating fever, in the bathroom and Dylan pretended to be Lucas on his hospital bed and wore some sheet mask that Lucas liked to wear and no one could tell that it was the wrong person, not even the doctor. Even his maid couldn't tell."

Wow.

"That was lit, bro," Dylan lazily commented.

"After then, we moved forward to another crucial step of our plan..." he trailed off and paused. "And that was getting rid of Lucas.

"We tricked Lucas into going camping with us in the forest. He was excited about the new experience. In the forest, we drugged him into a permanent sleep and buried his body in the forest," Luigi's gaze flicked to my side before he quickly looked away again. "It was the only way we could avoid a death report at the hospital.Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

I let out an involuntary gasp at the sheer cruelness of these two.

"Now, that was the day Lucas got discharged at the hospital. His maid had gone to find the driver whom we made wandered away. Lucas found the idea of sneaking away very exciting so yeah." He shrugged, "before the end of the day, he was declared missing. For a week, I had to keep covering up our tracks as Dylan quickly underwent facial plastic surgery.