Billionaire, Let's Divorce (Mark and Sydney)

Chapter 0154

SYDNEYS POV

"Wow!" I finally let out and dragged my gaze away from my phone.

I just got a call from the police department. They have Bella in their custody for murdering Isaac.

These past weeks, a lot had been happening, From Doris to Mark to the trivial matters had to deal with either at work or at the hospital where Mark was admitted. There was just a whole lot and I had been going through them like I was programmed to do them so I had just sat frozen when I heard the news, unable to process what the police officer had said.

Now that I think about it, the officer's words replayed in my head, I wondered why I was the one they called. What about our parents?

To my amazement, the news didn't surprise me like it should, probably the reason why it took so long before I could react. I really don't think anything can surprise me anymore.

Though, within myself, to be honest, I salute Bella. It must have taken a lot of guts and grit to do what she did. Even though she tended to be violent, bitter and sharp mouthed. Murder wasn't an option I would ever assume that she would resort to but then... Isaac gave her lots of reasons to resort to her actions. She finally recognized and identified the cause of all of her miseries. If everything she told me about her time in the country where she eloped to with Isaac was true then he deserved the ending he got. Though, to the public and security agents, her action was unacceptable and punishable by the law. The least I can do for her, because she doesn't deserve to rot in jail for taking care of her problem, was to get her a lawyer that would take her case seriously instead of the one that the government would provide.

I brought up my phone and called my lawyer.

"Hello, Miss Sydney."

As soon as he picked up, I explained everything to him. And as you already know it, the pay wouldn't be an issue," I added as an afterthought, "Do whatever you need to do to help her."

"I understand, ma'am."

I nodded, "Thank you."

The call ended.

While I spoke with my lawyer, he quickly asked me some questions and they triggered something - my memory of Mark's accident.

I frowned as I remembered that scene, it replayed in my head. How that car that seemed to have lost control headed toward Mark's reversing car with full speed and the crash that put all the lives of the people involved at risk as they awaited their fates on each of their hospital beds..

I slowly sat up."...all the lives of the people involved..." that face replayed in my head like a broken record tape. Was it really everyone involved?

I was fully in detective mode as I reached for a pen and a notepad and jotted down some things that seemed unusual and amisa, Could the accident have been a conspiracy? A perfectly marked out plan to get rid of Mark.

Chapter 0154

But why on his wedding day? Does Sandra, perhaps, have a deranged past lover who still wanted her? Could it be one of the few oppositions of Sandra's father?

Or they just wanted Mark out of the picture, regardless of whether he marries or not, they just want Mark gone. In this case, it could be anyone. Anyone from GT group, anyone who knew he was leaving for the wedding venue when he did.

I didn't think too much about leaving work to head to the hospital, I just grabbed my keys and rushed out.

I met Grace on my way and she raised her brows as she watched me stalk down the hallway.

"What's got you all strung up?"

I didn't feel like I should share my unbacked theories yet so I just waved my hands in the air, "It's nothing. I'd be right back."

I think she said something else but I didn't hear her as was always already in the elevator.

At the hospital, the two security stationed there, managed a tight-lipped smile at me. "Welcome, ma'am." "How are you doing?" I smiled brightly at them, hoping my bright demeanor will make them look less tired as they look now.

"We're doing good," one of them answered for the both of them while the other just smiled.

Sure, they answered brightly but they still looked fatigued.

I tutted as I went to see Mark. If there was ever a major threat, I doubt these ones will be able to protect Mark for long.

"Welcome, ma'am Sydney," the caregiver was taking care of Mark. She looked like she was giving him a bed bath as his upper body was bare and damp.

"Hey. How're you?"

The caregiver was actually a nice young lady, she had just been really pissed that she was abandoned with the person she was caring for.

"I'm fine," she shrugged and flashed me a smile.

I smiled back. "I'll be right back." I told her and left the room for the doctor's office.

On my way, I contacted the security company and hired a whole professional team of about a dozen men. If truly my instincts were right, then Mark needed a tight security system. I tucked my phone away and proceeded to the doctor's office.