After Divorce She Becomes the Billionaire Heiress (Sylvia and Cyril) novel Chapter 30

Chapter 30 Crisin

Happily dissecting the scandal, neither Sylvia nor Juliette noticed Bruce return home until he was standing behind them listening silently.

Hearing Sylvia mock Cyril as scum and recount Karina’s suggestive posts over the years,

Bruce relaxed, having worried how the news might affect Sylvia and rushed back to check on her. Seeing her so at ease, he realized his unnecessary concern.

With Sylvia determined to move on from Cyril, she likely wouldn’t dwell on matters related to him anymore.

Bruce had hesitated over leaking the mistress story, fearing Sylvia’s reaction. But deeming it proper punishment for Cyril’s words to her during their dinner run–in, Bruce had taken the risk, anonymously providing salacious hints without hard proof. For scandals, evidence mattered less than insinuations expertly aimed where damage would occur.

Noticing Bruce, Juliette instantly adjusted her bearing into perfectly poised student before an authority figure. Only her brother could elicit such reflexive propriety from the usually boisterous girl.

Sylvia smiled wryly at Juliette’s change in demeanor before greeting her brother, mentioning they were just discussing the news he probably saw.

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“Yes, it was my doing. Are you angry?” Bruce asked.

Sylvia’s eyes widened in surprise. Why would she be mad? If anything, she felt gratified at the catharsis.

“Of course not! I’m delighted you helped me vent my frustrations, brother. Thank you,” she said sincerely.

It dawned on Sylvia that Bruce had likely acted out of anger from Cyril accosting her at dinner. Her brother had stepped in when that man upset her yet again. Warm fondness for Bruce arose in Sylvia.

Noticing Juliette’s discomfort at his presence, Bruce genially made his excuses to leave and allow the girls their privacy. Only once he disappeared from sight did Juliette exhale heavily, gazing lingeringly after him.

“You’re practically mooning over my brother. I’ll help play matchmaker if you actually like him,” Sylvia teased.

“Uh huh, sure. That’s why you wrote him love letters in high school asking me to pass them along,” Sylvia needled wickedly.

Mortified at the resurfaced childhood antics, Juliette protested, “Hey! I never bring up your past with Cyril either! Why poke at my history with your brother?”

Dejected, Juliette added, “Not that I’d stand a chance with him anyway. You’ve seen his reaction.”