Billionaire, Let's Divorce!
Chapter 0057

Chapter 0057

"To the hospital!" I screamed, my voice rising above the rush of wind and honks of cars as Luigi roughly bypassed them all.

"Yes ma'am!" He shouted back.

Later, he slowed down and I didn't feel the pressing need to clutch to his midriff anymore. "You can let go now," he chuckled, "You won't fall."

"Hahaha," I shot back sarcastically.

I felt the tremor of his body as he chuckled. "Relax, I'm not Mark," he said as I let go.

I didn't say anything back to him. I simply brought out my phone and immediately put a call through to my lawyer. As I dialed the number, I felt my anger burn anew in me. Those jerks! They'll see.

My lawyer picked up and I immediately ordered loudly, "I want to sue Joel and Sandra, those two bastards! Be prepared."

There was silence on the other end and I wondered if he hung up or something. I pulled the phone from my ear to check but the call was still on. I was about to give him a piece of my mind concerning his unnecessary silence when he spoke up.

He repeated their names together with their surnames hesitatingly, "You mean those two?" "Yes!"

He hesitated again. "They're the ones you want to sue? His words were laced with disbelief. "Godammit! Yes!" ! Yes!"

"But Sydney, they both come from extremely wealthy and influential families," he blabbered on, his voice hitching occasionally as if he was hyperventilating. "Especially Sandra, her father has massive influence in politics. He's even preparing to run for state senator. Suing them will be like a felony. We would encounter a lot of troubles, financially and every way you could think. It's not worth the risk, Sydney," he finished, his harsh breath sounding over the phone.

"Are you scared?" I raised my brows and asked incredulously.

"Well, I'm not," he stammered, "But-"

I started slowly, my voice gradually rising, "I don't give a fucking damn! If you want to be a chicken, then get me a well grounded lawyer who isn't a pussy! No matter the cost! Hire them!" I roared, "I want those two to pay for what they did." There was another irritating silence again then he voiced out, his voice so small I could barely hear him over the soft purr of the engine. "Okay, boss. I will put on the agenda and start to work on filing a case against them as soon as possible." "Good!" I bit out and hung up.

My fingers still scrolled unhinged through my call logs. I stopped when I found the contact I was looking for and dialed the number. Chapter 0057

"Hello ma'am?" My assistant picked up my call immediately.

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"You go to my room at Mark's place," I didn't miss her quiet gasp as I shouted into the phone. I'm certain she wasn't expecting it. "There's a bracelet from Atelier studios in the drawer by the side of my bed, take it, and display it on the marketplace. Sell it to whoever wants it. Get up your ass right now and do as I've instructed."

"Understood, boss. I will get to it right away!" Her response was sharp even though it was underlined with a mix of curiosity and nervousness.

I hung up. I didn't even want to see the necklace again. He thought he could deceive me into staying in the marriage by blinding me with such luxuries. I wouldn't even make the mistake of wearing the piece of shit. Even though I made it, since the jewelry came from Mark, it now made it worthless. I would rather sell it off and use the money to pay for the lawsuit.

As Luigi drove the rest of the way to the hospital, I swallowed my anger and frustration and asked him, How's your stomach?"

"It's fine now. Thank you."

I didn't bother to reply. That was all I needed to hear.

My head was bent as I worked on my phone, looking through my contacts to see who I could call for support for the lawsuit.

I raised my head as I felt the motorcycle slow down and the roar of the motorcycle gradually died down.

"We're here."

I placed my hand on his shoulder like I did when I climbed on and alighted from the cycle. The hospital was bathed in the sharp brightness of the bulbs fixed around it. Luigi turned off his headlight as I took off the helmet he offered me. "Thanks, I'll buy you a drink another day," I murmured as I absentmindedly handed the helmet to him, my focus mainly on my phone.

When Luigi didn't take the helmet from me, I looked up to replace his smiling face on me. "I look forward to that day." Then he patted his shoulder, "Whenever you need to cry, my broad shoulders are here for you," he said in a smug tone. "Why would I cry?" I asked and dumbed the helmet on his chest then my attention was back on my device. "Thanks for the ride again," I reiterated and turned, walking to the entrance of the hospital.

"Just know that when you need to cry, I'm just a dial away," he shouted after me.

I rolled my eyes and shot up my middle finger above my head so he could clearly see it. I heard him chuckle softly.

It wasn't until I was in the hospital building that I heard him start his motorcycle and revved into the night