After Divorce She Becomes the Billionaire Heiress (Sylvia and Cyril) novel Chapter 56

Chapter 56 The New Song

Bulk was fully prepared for his upcoming concert, for which he had composed two new songs. These songs

celebrated his sister Sylvia’s newly found freedom from her troubled marriage. When Mike saw the lyrics, he couldn’t help but frown.

“Although I know you wrote these songs to celebrate your sister’s divorce, don’t you think the lyrics are a bit too pointed? Calling her ex–husband a beast seems a bit much, no?” Mike questioned.

Bulk glanced at Mike and huffed, “Whose side are you on, anyway? If you’re with me, then don’t question it. I wrote these songs to rub it in his face. If you have a problem, keep it shut.

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Mike knew all too well about his boss’s stubbornness. Bulk wouldn’t listen to anyone else,

and seeing the controversial lyrics had Mike worried.

“What about the music? How are you planning to write it, or are you bringing in someone

else?”

Bulk revealed his plans smoothly, “I’ll have Sylvia do it. The first songs she wrote were great, so why not let her compose the music for these two? Is there an issue with that?”

Mike was taken aback. Writing a song that implied criticism about her ex–husband was one thing, but having her compose the music was quite another, and seemed overly simplistic in its cruelty.

Two days later, Mike received a call from Sylvia.

“You’re sure my brother doesn’t want any changes to these lyrics?” she asked, baffled that their severed relationship warranted songs with such content.

Mike grimaced, realizing just how raw the lyrics were when faced with Sylvia’s questioning.

“If you can get your brother to change his mind, I’d be grateful,” he confessed. “I think the lyrics are too harsh, but you know Bulk won’t listen to me. It’s best if you try talking to him.”

Sylvia sighed, knowing full well the futility of such an endeavor, but decided to accept the songs as they were. If it meant releasing Bulk’s lingering resentment and moving on, so be

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Juliet laughed about the situation, “I about died when I heard you were tasked with

composing these songs! Who would’ve thought Bulk could strong–arm you like this?” 

Kelly hadn’t seen the lyrics, but she knew Bulk well enough to expect nothing ordinary from

this concert.

“If I could, I would,” Sylvia replied resignedly, “but let’s be honest, the lyrics basically speak the truth.”