After Divorce She Becomes the Billionaire Heiress ( Sylvia and Cyril ) Chapter 70

Chapter 70 Setting Her Up

What a joke, Kelly would never let her hair grow out–that’s just not her. But you know what? This situation is a bit unexpected. I guess we should let Catherine explain it. It’s pretty weird.”

If these two know about the rumor, then surely the other two involved in the scandal must too. Kelly got up bright and early only to be just about knocked over by this piece of gossip. First came Sylvia, and now Catherine–is she really so easily suspected?

Fuming, she took a direct approach and posted a photo: it was a group shot from yesterday where she deliberately blurred out Juliet. After all, since Sylvia had already been outed, there was no need to drag

Juliet into this mess too.

That’s when everyone realized just how well–connected Sylvia was, and who would’ve guessed she was buddies with a movie star like Catherine?

Shortly after Kelly posted her photo, Catherine stepped out to clear the air, teasingly claiming that last night was just a friendly neighborhood committee meeting gone rogue with poor Kelly caught in the crossfire. Her taunting brought on a barrage of angry replies from Kelly right in the comments section.

Now, everyone knew these folks were all tight–knit. Sylvia’s deep cover surprised many, but seeing how they rallied around her only made them adore Sylvia even more.

Sylvia, having read the latest, went back to her business without much fuss.

Bonnie saw the news too, and let’s just say objects may have flown across the room in a fit of rage. Bonnie had long wanted to make a splash in showbiz, but big bro had put his foot down, clipping her wings before she could take flight.

She once shared her frustrations with Sylvia, who cautioned her that the glitter of showbiz wasn’t all it seemed and advised her to keep it real and stay put at home. And now to learn that Sylvia and Catherine were besties? That was a hard pill for Bonnie to swallow.

“He’s doing this on purpose, isn’t he?” Bonnie seethed. “He never wanted me to stir up trouble on his friends‘ turf in showbiz. That’s why he never wanted me in!”

Bonnie’s room took the brunt of her temper before she stormed down to rant to Michelle. It was news to Michelle, too–he was shocked. Sylvia wasn’t just indifferent; he was friends with the big shots.

Michelle was fuming partly in sympathy. If Sylvia had just lent a hand, with Catherine’s clout in the industry, Bonnie could have easily found her footing and maybe be basking in stardom by now.

“I knew it! When he married into this family, it was never for anything good. He’s always had his eyes on my brother’s fortune. Sure, he played it cool at the split, all carefree without a peep about money. Look at him, devoting all his craft and conniving to chase his own ambitions! And now we find out he’s chummy with so many? After all that pretense of just being an ‘ordinary guy‘? He’s just full of it, isn’t he!”

Michelle, too, was upset and took Bonnie into her arms.

“Don’t be mad, honey. We’ll think of something. We cannot let Sylvia get away with this!”

Bonne was seeing red, too upset to care for her mother’s comfort. She briskly freed herself from Michelle’s arms, stood aside, and said, heatedly:

How do you suggest we don’t let him have it his way? I’ll never let him off the hook, but I don’t even have a chance to get to him right now. And my brother? He’s got nothing but eyes for Sylvia–used to even fight with me over him. What am I supposed to do?

Michelle felt even more for her only daughter, blaming Sylvia for all the wrongs. If only Sylvia had been willing to help, none of this would be happening.

“Honey, don’t get all worked up. Listen to me, as long as we are determined, nothing is impossible. Don’t you have lots of friends? Plus, your brother’s connections could come in handy. Let’s figure out where Sylvia will show up, and we can give him a plece of our mind.”

Bonnie hardly grasped the implications of Michelle’s words, her mind racing with thoughts of vengeance. She wanted to craft the cruelest revenge possible, to show Sylvia the severity of the wounds he had

inflicted.

“How do we set him up, now that he’s…”

Mid–rant, Bonnie remembered a recent visit to her brother. Cyril had mentioned attending a charity gala which Sylvia was also going to, pondering whether to consider collaborating with him. Bonnie had been livid at the idea of her brother working with Sylvia but now saw a golden opportunity to teach Sylvia a

lesson.

“I’ve got it!” Bonnie perked up instantly, and while Michelle wasn’t sure what her daughter had in mind, seeing Bonnie happy made her happy too.

“I’ll go find my brother right now.”

With a devious sparkle in her eye, Bonnie hurried out. Michelle said nothing, trusting her daughter’s judgement, and watched as Bonnie rushed off in a flurry. Once alone, Michelle instructed the household staff to clean the place top to bottom. After all, Sylvia was actually not too shabby at keeping the house spick and span, and that had been free housekeeping they’d lost.

Michelle regretted not making more of Sylvia’s tenure. Now, even the memory of a clean house seemed Insufficient. Michelle pondered this but never considered Sylvia’s perspective, focusing solely on what benefitted her, uncaring of others.

Meanwhile, Bonnie, flustered and anxious to see her brother, didn’t know the musings in her mother’s mind. Eager to find Cyril, she arrived at the company only to find him in a meeting. So, she sat and waited in his office, anguishing over the delay.