Billionaire, Let's Divorce (Mark and Sydney)

Chapter 0309

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How could I when I heard it first from Clara then from Anastasia when she finally accepted me in her life.

I checked the day the video was dated and it really was around that time that Clara told me, with anger and resentment in her voice, how Alden was a douchebag that hurt her friend. "You won't believe he cheated on her the day he knew she was coming back from her trip and left all the proof for her to see what happened." She had looked into the crowd with a clenched jaw. "It's the guts for me."

I was beyond shocked. No word could describe how shocked I was. Clara? Sometimes Clara's love and care for Anastasia always wowed me to the extent that I used to wonder if I cared for Ana enough to have a chance with her. Clara was always there for her. Always there to listen to her, to catch her when she falls, to step in whenever she needs help and all along..she's been the one that ruined her source of happiness.

I clenched my fist on my thigh. Even though I wanted Anastasia for myself, I was greatly angered that Clara did what she did. It was apparent how happy Aiden made Anastasia. And she had to take away all

of that? All for what?

How could she do that to her and still remain in her life and claim to be her friend? I was suddenly scared for Ana and Amie. God. I ran my fingers through my hair. She was currently caring for Amie in Ana's absence. Who knows what intentions she has toward the poor girl? Who knows what her next motive for sticking around was?

Clumsily, I dropped the earphones and stumbled out of the seat. As I made my way out, I told the team." Send a copy of that to me."

They all nodded automatically, slighted surprised by my sudden behavior.

As I left the room, I fished out my car keys from my pocket and headed straight for my car.

I didn't want to call and I had no idea where she would be so since I left her at the hospital, I believed it was the reasonable place to check first.

The nurse in the room gave me a small smile and a curt nod, before focusing back on what she was doing.

Amie looked up from her drawing. "Uncle Dennis!" She grinned and I walked up to her and hoisted her in

my arms.

"Aunty Clara said you were here"

I raised my brows, "Oh. She did, didn't she?"

She bobbed her head. "But I was sleeping and you had to attend to an urgent matter, right?"

"Yes buddy. You know I wouldn't have just left you like that."

She grinned widely, "I know."

My eyes fell on her drawing book that was clasped in her hand.

"What are you painting this time?" I asked as I peeked at the drawing.

She raised the book

in my face. "It's aunty Clara, you and me."

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I raised my brows, impressed at the plece in the book. It was a picture of me standing by her bedside while she was asleep and Clara was seated in the only seat in the room, reading a book. "While we watched you sleep, huh?"

She nodded excitedly. 1 asked aunty Clara to explain everything to me and she did. She is the best aunt in the whole world," she said, then she wrote the same words above Clara's head in the picture and my heart fell.

She really had input herself in their lives yet she was no more than a betrayer. A dangerous one.

I was reminded of my intent as to why I was here and placed Amie back on her bed.

"I'm sorry, baby but I still have to leave. I was getting somewhere and since I was passing by I decided to stop by."

She nodded. "Okay. Don't worry, Aunty Clara said she wouldn't take long.

"Oh. She said that. Where did she go?"

"She went to her place. She went to make me my favorite."

I smiled at the girl and ruffled her hair. "Okay buddy. See you later."

She waved energetically at me and I left.

I arrived at Clara's place in a no time. I knocked on her door once and she answered.

"Dennis!" She chirped and opened the door wider.

"Come in."

I brushed past her, ignoring her greetings. I wasn't about to act like all was well.

She must have noticed my expression because her mood dimmed and she looked at me, confused. Holding her gaze, I tossed my phone on the sofa.

She severed out locked gaze, picked up the phone and watched the video I had started to play on it.

All the while, I watched her intently, gauging her reaction. Then she rolled her eyes as she dropped the phone back to where she picked it from. "So what are you going to do now? Tell her?"