I’m Divorcing with You Mr Billionaire! (Sydney and Mark) novel Chapter 64

Chapter 64 Chapter Sixty Four 

SYDNEY’S POV 

The both of us just remained there as we let his words hang in the air. His eyes stared into mine and mine into his. He seemed to be baring his emotions as he looked at me and let me look at him but he wasn’t. There was still the unfathomable glint in his eyes that caused the hair on my b*dy to stand at alert…as if my b*dy might betray me. 

I tried to figure out if he meant what he said…He was joking, I told myself. He had to be joking because the last thing I would do is share his bed. I might be desperate to protect my company and prevent it from collapsing and becoming a shadow of its former self but I was not that desperate. If worse comes to worse then we would simply shut Luxe Vogue down and carry on with Atelier Studios. 

“Are you still there, Sydney?” His breath fanned my face and his fingers made contact with my wrist as he all to bring my attention back to him. 

I kicked my l*ps. “I should be asking you if your senses are still intact?” 

His face lit up as he laughed, “Trust me, they’re very intact. I’m very aware that I had just invested a fortune in your company, Luxe Vogue and, his gaze slid downward then back to my face. “And I’m very aware of the condition I just suggested to add to the investment amount.” “And what’s that condition?” I raised my brows as I asked, half angry and half amused. He gave a lopsided grin and his voice grew even deeper, “You heard me, Sydney.” Damn. It sounded nice hearing him say my name in that deep voice but I gaped at him. I hadn’t expected the words that he just spat out. I took a moment and looked into his eyes. Perhaps, I had not heard him right. I chuckled lightly and raised my brows, “Are you for real right now?” He inched closer, I’ve never been more serious, Sydney.” 

The corner of my l*ps lifted very slightly as it mirrored his smirk. If he was going to be sly about it then I would be too. As I folded my arms across my ch*st , I didn’t miss the quick glance he sent downward before raising a brow, demanding for my response. “If a one night stand could fetch more investment, why would I choose you? There are so many wealthy men in this city, surely one or two of them would be curious about the taste of the ex–wife of GT Group’s CEO, don’t you think?” 

His expression remained unchanged as he continued to bore his eyes into me. It was as if he had anticipated my response and he was humored that he turned out to be right. Maybe he was merely teasing me but it didn’t look like it. His face held a playful expression but his eyes told. another story. 

Whichever it was, he is too close for my comfort. I positioned the edge of his ball pen to his ch*st and pushed him back with it. I transferred much strength to my hand and fingers to push him back but he barely bulged; I could only dig the pen into the mass of muscles on his ch*st . “It does not matter that you’re the CEO of GT Group, I held his gaze and said sternly, “I won’t tolerate S*xual harassment.” 

His brows rode up his hairline the same time his smirk annoyingly widened. Then he pulled back and gracefully raised his hands as if in surrender. 

“I apologize,” he said after he was a good feet away from me. “I was just kidding though, you should have known that. Then he wiggled his brows in a playful manner, “A one night stand. would not hurt though. It…what’s the word?” he squinted his eyes and looked up at the ceiling then he suddenly snapped his finger, “It would bring more prosperity to our alliance.” 

I frowned and tried to make sense of what he just said. Then I turned to him with an indifferent gaze. “Hahaha. Very funny. I’m cackling with laughter.” I said and turned away from him. I rolled. the chair around to face the desk. I picked up the ballpen and got back to scribbling my signature where it was needed on the documents. 

I twirled the pen between my fingers after I was done signing the documents and wheeled the 

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chair to face him where he still remained, “Don’t forget, I still hold five percent of GT Group’s shares. Push me too far, and I might just sell them to your competitor. There was a half smile on my l*ps as I said, hoping to cause a rise from him but he seemed to have known my aim. 

His eyes widened dramatically and he gasped with equal measure then he slapped his palm on his forehead, “Shit! How could I have forgotten about that? I really am a fool. I had better start to watch my actions around you now.” 

I couldn’t hold back my laugh. I chuckled, “You’re such a bad actor. Even a two year old will be able to tell that you’re not afraid at all.” 

He smirked, “You know that because I want you to. You would never be able to tell if I’m acting. 

that good at it,” his chin slightly tipped up and I rolled my eyes. 

Then his l*ps stretched in a genuine smile and all traces of playfulness were gone from his eyes. “Come on, I hold thirty six percent of the shares of GT Group. Now add that to another five percent in my mother’s name. Make the calculation and I’m still the largest shareholder. No matter what you or anyone does, I will always emerge the winner in the end,” he explained arrogantly. 

I rolled my eyes, “You’re too confident. You should watch your back, somehow, the tables can turn anytime.” 

With a conceited grin, he folded his arms across the expanse of his ch*st and arched a perfectly shaped brow, “How?” 

I stared back at him blankly. Then I shrugged, “Just somehow. Anything can happen.” 

“Nothing can happen. I will always own the highest numbers of shares.” 

“Arg!” I groaned aloud and rolled my eyes. He’s just so full of himself. I pushed the signed contract towards him.. 

He chuckled at my irritation then he picked up the documents and looked through them. He smiled down at the papers then he looked up at me, “Give me your phone.” 

I drew back with a frown. “Are you ordering me? Just because you-” 

“Okay, Sydney,” he interrupted me, still smiling. His gaze softened, “Please, can I have your phone?” 

“Why?” I asked defensively and instinctively reached for my phone that had previously been lying on the desk. “What do you want with my phone?”