Billionaire, Let's Divorce!

"I think this is okay, Grace. You already look stunning. Even as you laid in that bed, unconscious, you still looked beautiful."

She groaned and rolled her eyes, "Oh please, don't remind me of those days. It was crazy seeing my face like that, I was terrified that the scars would never fade." I laughed as I moved closer to her as she adjusted her dress. I helped her put on her necklace around her neck - the emerald one I made for her. "Well they did."

She stopped, seeming frozen for the briefest seconds then she screamed and hugged me tightly. "You found it!"

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"Maybe, you should have strangled her with it," she suggested and we both broke out in a git of laughter.

"Oh no, please," I said amidst laughter, "I don't want to end up in jail like Richie. I'm sure her father would make sure I rot in jail."

"Mark wouldn't allow it," she wiggled her brows.

I rolled my eyes, "Oh please, that one is in the past now." Funny enough, since the day we both signed the divorce certificate, he hasn't even crossed my mind.

"But I'm sure Doris will," Grace said as she turned back to the mirror, her face glowed with so much happiness.

Few days ago, after she got home, I had made an elaborate dinner for the both of us, making more of her favorites than mine. Then we spend the whole night chatting. I wanted her to get some rest but she insisted I filled her in about all she has missed and I gladly did.

I told her about my divorce and the shares I acquired just because I was letting a man I didn't want go. What a bonus! Then I told her about Richie and the attack when I went to meet with the male clothing supplier and how Luigi had been my knight in shining armor that day. I filled her in on every tiny detail.

"Wow!" Grace had explained, "I was not around for just a few days and this much had happened?"

Then she heartily apologized for not being there for me all through.

"Okey-dokey!" Grace smacked her lips, "We're good to go!"

With that, I picked up my bag and the car key. "I'm driving," I announced as I made my way out of the door.

"Of course, you are. I have no idea which restaurant you booked."

Since Grace now felt better, I decided to make a reservation for us in a very fancy restaurant. Just to pamper ourselves and celebrate our rebirth.

As I drove us to the restaurant, Grace bobbed her head to whatever music played on the radio as she took several selfie pictures and videos of us.

We got to the restaurant and ate our fill. Then we made a toast. I raised my wineglass above my head, "To my best friend," I held her gaze below the bottom of the wineglass. "The strongest partner, my pride,

Grace," she raised her glass too, her smile was watery and her eyes glinted with retrained tears. I smiled at her, "You always adjust yourself quickly and look forward to whatever the future holds."

We clink our glasses together. I sipped lightly from mine while Grace gently placed her glass on the table. Then she started to dramatically fan her face with her hands, her eyes moist.

She sniffed, "Gosh, Sydney, you're so sweet, she blinked away the oncoming tears and fixed her shimmering gaze on me. "Thank you, Sydney." she said, "You always show up when I need you. Thank you for standing up for me, allowing me to cry, to show my weakness. Thank you for always letting me be me."

I smiled at her, "It has always been my pleasure."

Then she got on her feet, walked around the table and pulled me in for a hug. We stayed like that for some seconds, grateful for the gift of our friendship.

When she got back to her seat, we made another toast, "To celebrate our friendship and our rebirth." "Look at these two clowns, putting on a pathetic play, but their acting is so bad, I think it's a comedy." Grace had been grinner, her eyes twinkling as she sipped from the wine when the words drifted to us. I

back. first saw her smile freeze on her face before I traced her gaze to my

There, behind me, stood the scumbag and bitch also known as Joel and Sandra respectively. Sandra hau a sneer on her face, her chin tipped up in a patronizing angle. They both stood arrogantly like they owned the whole damned world.

"I wonder how they were able to get a seat in here," Sandra bit out bitterly. "What do you two have to celebrate?" She smirked, "You two losers, weren't you going to sue us? You said that we should expect to hear from your lawyer? Now where's your sorry excuse of a lawyer? Why did you withdraw the lawsuit?"

Sandra laughed, gripping Joel's forearm to steady herself. Joel joined her and they both laughed hysterically.

Grace and I looked at eachother, Grace shook her head, her lips folded as she tried old back her laughter but she let it out and burst out laughing. I joined her, I couldn't help it. Grace's smiles and laughter had always been contagious, no matter what state you were in.