Billionaire, Let's Divorce!

I knew that under all of Scarlet's toughness and sarcasm and insouciant bravado she was still a very bright, funny and caring. person. Perhaps that's why she had fallen so hard for the rakish. Luigi in the first place. It was sad that the man she was insanely in love with had been killed.

Our reprieve was shattered by the whirr of Tavon's car pulling into the compound, the tires crunching on the gravel outside.

Scarlet and I both tensed instinctively at the sound.

She quickly stood and stubbed out her cigarette.

"I have to get to my duty post," she said brusquely, the lightness vanishing from her voice. And with barely a backwards glance, she strode away, leaving me alone on the terrace.

I sighed heavily and also rose made my way inside the house to welcome Tavon back and perhaps offer my condolences once more for his terrible loss, awkward as it may be under the circumstances. When the door opened, Bella and Tavon walked in. I watched Bella, her fingers intertwined tightly with Tavon's as Tavon took a seat.

Every sentence I had practiced flew out of my head and I just stood there, staring at him like some moron.

Unlike his usual lewd and wicked appearance, Tavon looked beaten, he looked completely like a grieving father.

My heart skipped a couple of beats when Tavon turned to me.

His eyes didn't carry the liveliness it always did. That vibrancy to live life to the fullest was gone.

He said in a weak voice, a little more than a hoarse rasp, "You go

back and tell Lucas that I want to have dinner with him."

I remained rooted to where I stood. Dinner?

Then he added, almost as an afterthought, "Tell him he has nothing to worry about, I won't kill him."

'He knows,' was the look that Bella gave me beside Tavon as I exchanged a glance with her.

Tavon knows but he is willing to let Dylan go. Why?! I wanted to scream in his sad and haggard face. replied to him gloomily, "Alright, godfather, please accept my condolences."

He didn't

ve me any

I

response; If I wasn't standing close to him, I

would have thought he didn't hear me.

He groaned as he rose from the chair, followed by Bella. Together, they walked up stairs and made their way to his room.

I

I sighed. I never thought Tavon could ever look sad...and human. I really hadn't meant for Axel to die; he had no hand in all of this conspiracy. He didn't deserve to die.

My anger for Dylan intensified and there was a burning knot of rage in my stomach. Then I realized that was even more mad at Tavon for deciding to let him go.

Instead of returning to my room to get dressed, I went to the terrace to think of a plan, fast, before I left to meet Dylan and relay Tavon's message.

As I laced the garden, a figure suddenly jumped out, scaring the hell

out of me.

"Relax, it's me."

I rolled my eyes. Thank goodness I was able to camp down my scream before it reached the ears of every living being in the mansion.

"What exactly was that for?" I threw Scarlet a glare. I should've known she'd be here.Belongs to © n0velDrama.Org.

She discarded what I said and went straight to why she had wanted to scare the living daylights out of me. "I know what's going on now. You don't have to get worked up, there's still a way to solve it. When you get to Lucas, relay the godfather's message and tell him to bring the godfather's favorite whiskey to apologize to him."

I squinted curiously at her, "What's the plan? What are you planning to do?"

She gave me a blank look as if to say, "It's none of your business, you just need to know that our plan will proceed as it should."

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