Billionaire, Let's Divorce!

I scoffed as I gazed at her. It didn't even take a lot for her to mellow and go soft. I smirked as a bulb abruptly turned on in my head. "Give me a penny, and I'll tell you."

At first she just gaped at me, probably waiting for me to burst out in giggles and announce that I was joking. "A penny!"

"Yes, a penny. Come on, hand it over, I opened my palm to her.

Her eyes sized me up. Then she rolled her eyes, took out a hundred dollars and slapped it on my open palm. "Take it, no need to give change. With her chin and nose up in the air and her shoulders suddenly high, she said it as though she had just gifted me a hundred thousand dollars.

I took it from her hands and observed it. I waved my hands in the air and handed it to her, "Nah. I just want a penny."

She laughed, "Sydney, take it. I'm giving you the whole thing. You might need it."

"Nope, I only need a penny because the disgusting love between you and Mark is only worth a penny."

Her smile froze on her face. Slowly, her face started to twist with anger.

I smirked, enjoying the thrill of having successfully made her feel belittled and mocked. "If you don't 5 it, I'll leave. I am sure there are other competitors willing to spend this penny to buy the latest news about Mark."

Bella furiously snatched the money from me, almost clawing my palm with her nails. She sipped her hundred dollars inside her purse and ransacked it for a penny. Her head came up, sweat starting to coat on her creased brows.

"I don't think I have a penny! Just take a dollar."

"Nope. I'm only taking what the love between you and Mark is worth."

"Damn you, Sydney! Damn you!" Her face was so red with anger and she sounded like she would burst in tears any second.

Standing there, she looked so pathetic and hilarious that I couldn't even bring myself to be mad at her.

Since she had no choice but to find a penny. She continued to impatiently search her purse, some of her things fell on the floor and she would pick them up only for another one to fall. Finally, she found a penny.Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

She angrily threw it at me. "There's your damned penny

I caught it with a smile, further annoying her. I looked up at her and told her what she badly wanted to hear. "Mark and I will get divorced tomorrow."

Her shoulders seemed to fall in relief and her anger morphed into triumph and happiness. Her lips stretched into a satisfied smile, "That's good."

I sneered, "I bet you, I don't even need to do anything, and you won't be able to marry Mark. Just like him and I, you two have always been people of different caliber. It won't be possible, Bella, move on." She rolled her eyes, "You wait and see. He once fought for me, he would do it again."

I scoffed but I didn't bother to say anything else to her. She wouldn't listen. She never has. I got back in the car and she stepped away as I started the car.

I waved at her, "I've told you the news and I've told you the truth. You think about it yourself and do with it

whatever you

wish." I told her sincerely, with no anger or contempt.

She didn't even wave back, she just rolled her eyes. Then she bent down and started to pick some of the things that dropped from her purse.

As I passed the turn, I slowed down. There was a man in tattered clothes rifling through the waste bin there. I threw the penny for the man. I couldn't hold the laughter that bubbled up my throat when the

penny

fell on the car floor as the beggar threw it back.

I stuck my

head out of the car's window, and hollered out to Bella. "Hey, Bella!" She looked up and I said in a derisive tone, "Look, even a beggar despises the pathetic love between you and Mark!"

Without looking back again, I continued to sing along to my music and casually flicked the penny into the sewer as I drove away.