I’m Divorcing with You Mr Billionaire! (Sydney and Mark)
I’m Divorcing with You Mr Billionaire! Chapter 67

Chapter 67 Chapter Sixty Seven

I got dressed in a simple little black dress, my feet were clad in nude heels with a matching purse. I part my hair in two and let each side frame my face. Lucas was finely tucked in a fine tuxedo we decided to match colors so his tuxedo was black, with a nude shirt underneath.

My and Lucas‘ arms were linked as we walked to the entrance of the auction. The security at the entranceway searched us with a beeping machine before we were allowed in.

The auction house was already flooded by people when we got in and If Lucas had not specially had a seat reserved in his name at the VIP section in the front row, we probably would have ended up standing throughout the event. One of the ushers led us to our seats.

As we approached our seat, I felt Lucas‘ hold on my hand tightened. I had been slightly distracted by the beautiful artworks on display but now that I looked ahead, I saw that the seats. that the usher was leading us to were side by side with Mark’s.

Mark, whose attention wason an ugly ancient statue on display, was seated beside Sandra. There was a smug expression on her face as her eyes accompanied us to our seats.

Before we got there, I clutched Lucas‘ arm with my second hand, “You don’t need to feel threatened by Mark,” I said softly, “You know that right?” I added when he didn’t say anything. “I know,” he simply answered.

“Here you go, sir,” the usher smiled sweetly and left.

Mark suddenly turned and his eyes fell on us. Even though Lucas wasn’t watching,I looked away from him but I felt his hot gaze in me. There was a sort of staredown between them before both of them tersely nodded at each other.

We took our seats. Sandra and I were seated in the middle, my left shoulder was almost touching Sandra’s right shoulder while Mark and Lucas were seated on the other side of us.

“Hello, nemesis, Sandra whispered into my car. When I ignored her, she hissed, “What now? We pretend not to know each other and ignore each other?”

I ignored her still. My focus was on the displays. There was currently a golden shoe on display. 1 actually found it ugly but the worth of the person who wore it for years must make it look like the most beautiful shoe on earth because bidders were silently warring with one another over the shoe. Before the auctioneer even explained it, Lucas whispered into my ear, “It was worn by the first Greek emperor. It cost a fortune then, not anymore though but owning it signifies your power…it’s kind of a power play thingy.”

I nodded then I blurted, “But it’s just one. Shoes come in pairs, don’t they?”

He chuckled, “After the emperor’s death. One of the pair got missing. Till today, no one knows. its whereabouts,”

“Interesting.” I muttered with a raised brow as Lucas pulled away.

I sneaked a glance at Mark. The way he stared at the shoe, he also seemed to know the story Lucas just told me and for a moment, I thought he was going to join the bidders but he didn’t. “$70,000! Who is ready to beat that?” The auctioneer screamed with so much vigor.

One of the bidders immediately responded aggressively, “I bid $200,000!”

I whipped my head back just as most of the people in the room did. The man who made the bid had a bald head with small greedy–looking eyes.

“What the f**king hell!” I exclaimed in a low voice for Lucas to hear. “These people don’t have what to use their money for, do they?”

“Everyb*dy here is stinking rich, you know that and as I told you, it’s power. Most people do anything to have that,” he said as we turned back to the auctioneer who was already calling for anyone who was ready to beat the amount.

“Alright, the first Greek emperor’s shoe is sold to bidder number seven for $200,000!” The hammer fell and the auctioneer had a huge grin on his face as he announced the final bidder. I Chapter 67 Chapter Sixty Seyen

didn’t blame him I would be laughing with joy if I were him. “Congratulations, sir.”

I suddenly felt a feeble cool air on my n*eck. I turned to see Sandra flaunting an exquisite antique Tan as she fanned herself with it.

Iscolled inwardly and looked away. “It isn’t even hot, I muttered under my breath.

“What?” Sandra immediately chimed. “I didn’t hear you well, did you say the fan is stunning?”

1 rolled my eyes at her charade.

“Well, since you’re too proud to speak up and ask. I will tell you about it. Mark bid it for me before you got here. All I had to do was to just tell him I wanted it and he emerged the final bidder of $60,000, she sounded sing about it all as if Mark had just dug up a hundred years old tree for her.

I smirked, contemplating telling her that Mark gave me a hundred thousand dollars just to see me. I wondered what she would have to say about that but I decided against it.

She whispered again, “I bet you’ve never seen such a fine item, have you?”

“No, I haven’t,” I agreed and eyed the fan longingly just for effect. As expected, a self satisfied sinirk etched on her l*ps. “I haven’t seen anything so ugly being flaunted like a treasure. Aren’t you ashamed?”

Her smirk disappeared and she looked angered by my words as the fan froze in her grasp. I felt Mark turn my way, he looked amused as he looked between Sandra and I..

An idea suddenly popped into my head and I momentarily forgot all about the ‘don’t look Mark’s way‘ deal that I had with Lucas. I pulled out my phone. I brought it up and said to both of them. “Sinile.”

Sandra had a glare on her face but Mark smiled. When Sandra saw that I was going to take a picture, she hastily brought up the fan to cover her angry face but it was too late, I already took the picture.

I grinned as I viewed the picture of them that I just took.

“What was that for?!” Sandra erupted while Mark turned away, looking at the next item being auctioned.

I shrugged and smiled sweetly at Sandra, “You guys look so cute together.”

“You could have easily gotten a picture on one of my social media accounts!” She retorted. “Hmm, I decided to think about it for a while. “Nah, I wanted a personal picture.”

She dealt me a deadly glare before she turned away with a huff.

I had my lower l*p between my teeth as my fi gets rapidly tapped on my keyboard. I captioned the picture, “Look, your good friend Sandra is going to be the next Mrs. of your lover, Mark. What a freaking interesting love triangle.”

Then I sent the captioned picture to Bella.

I turned off the screen of my phone and tucked it back in my purse. I settled my gaze on the podium with a smile on my l*ps as I imagined what Bella’s expression must be tight now. I really wished I could see her reaction when she views the picture and reads the caption. In fact, I was eager to see her reaction it would be priceless.

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I would have said that I had finally avenged the time that she sent me the infuriating video of her and Mark having S*x but it was not enough..

I suddenly felt Lucas‘ hand cup my elbow. His warm breath settled on my temple as he whispered in my ear, “Let’s move to the seats further away. Then he turned and looked at the seats that were a few seats away from the ones we were seated in and about three of them were empty. “You can also see the displayed items clearer from the view there.”

“Alright.” I agreed and I wondered if he saw me when I looked at Mark and took a picture of him and Sandra. Is he mad? If he is, he was hiding it well. I thought about asking him but I decided against it. I would just leave it since he wasn’t saying anything if he had seen or not.

As lie rose from his seat, holding out his hand for me, he said, “By the way, when you see anything you fancy among the displayed items, let me know.”

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I passed him a sweet grin, “Alright.”

When I out my hand in his,I suddenly realized that I didn’t want to leave like that. I wanted to give Sandra something to worry about.

1 gently pulled at Lucas‘ hand, “Just a moment, I have something to say to Sandra.”

He looked between Sandra and I, “is there a problem?”

“Oh, no. Not at all. I just need to tell her something real quick.”

With one last look, he nodded. “Alright.”

He waited for me as I edged sideways, meaning closer to Sandra, who already had her hateful look on me.

“Do you know what will tell you after you get married to him?”

Her gaze quickly flitted to Mark then back to me. She seemed to have already been out on edge. by my words. Well, that was quicker.

“What?” She retorted fiercely. She tried to act nonchalant but it was there in the deep crease of her brows.

I smirked, feeling like a real time villain. “He would say, and I quote…” I quoted Mark’s words very slowly, “Do not hope for anything. All you can possess is what you already have, the title of my wife. I grinned maliciously, “Unquote. I wish you a happy married life in advance.”

“What were you guys talking about so intensely?” Lucas asked absentmindedly as we made our

way to our new seats.

“Nothing,” I said in a dismissive tone, “Just juicy girl talk.”

Seated in new seats, I felt the vibration of my phone from my purse for the umpteenth time. I sighed and brought it out. There were countless missed calls from Bella.

I smirked smugly. Then I put my phone on silent and focused on the auction. I looked down at my phone as my screen lit up from a call from her again. I decided to tuck it back in my purse. I could almost imagine her rage. Bella had always had a bad temper. I wouldn’t be surprised if she threw her phone at a wall in rage. A feeling of immense satisfaction coursed through me just at the image of her rage and helplessness.

“That looks…” Lucas was suddenly saying but I tuned out when I felt a tingle at the back of my n*eck. I turned to replace Mark’s scathing glare on me.

I frowned, wondering what might have warranted that look. He nodded toward the stage, signaling to the item that was currently on display.

“Do you want it?” Lucas said the same time I turned to see the item on display.

The item on the auction stage was a very familiar bracelet. On a closer look, my l*ps parted in a silent gasp. It was one of the bracelets that Mark had ordered from Atelier Studios and given to me during our divorce proceedings. I had angrily instructed my assistant to sell it off. Not even for a moment had I imagined that I might ever come across it again.

I suddenly felt really guilty. I still felt the tingling on my nape but I couldn’t bring myself to look back at him.

Light spilled out of my unclasped purse as the screen of my phone lit up. I could have assumed it was Bella again and ignored it but something prompted me to pull it out and ch*ck the screen. It was a text from Mark.

I didn’t feel threatened by the words in the preview of the text but for some reason, my heart wildly skipped a beat.

I opened the text to see if there was more but it was just those three words.

You’re dead.”