Billionaire, Let's Divorce (Mark and Sydney) novel Chapter 126

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."

"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.