All Chapters of BILLIONAIRE LIFE AFTER DIVORCE: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Keith beat him up, so he deserved it?Was Keith that important to her?Melvin was upset!Quite unpleasant!If he could, he would like to put Keith in a sack and pack him up tomorrow and throw him to Antarctica to feed the penguins!Feeling the sudden resentment deep in his back on the bed, the corners of Lyra's mouth hooked slightly.But the injury on his back did look a bit harsh."Seventeen, apply medication on him."Seventeen, who was suddenly cued, was confused, "Huh? Me?"Lyra gave him a stare, "Do I have to do it myself?""Okay."Seventeen had a bitter look on his face.This son of bitch was not moral. He just tried to trap his Master Keith. Can he can give him poison?Although he was very reluctant, the lady stared at him and he can only go to get the medical kit.The arrangement was almost done. Lyra turned her head and was ready to go, when a pair of broad hands behind her suddenly held her wrist."Lyra, talk to me for a minute..."Melvin had changed direction to lie, did not

"Boss, I just cottoned up to Lyra's bodyguard brought. When he wasn't paying attention, I knocked him out, but that bodyguard is very strong. I guess he won't take long to wake up. Let's make it short!" Chad was very quiet and his expression was deliberate."Melvin, who is that at the door?"Fiona heard the movement, sat up and looked this way.Melvin blocked her view and seriously enjoined her, "Mom, I should go back to Seaside Villa. You behave yourself these days. Don't mention that kind of thing again. Remember what I said.""Got it!"Fiona was a little impatient, but thinking of her plan, she smiled and waved to him, "Come on. It's getting late. You can leave."Not bothering to notice her abnormality, Melvin went out with Chad to the rooftop of the Freeman Manor for talking.Chad: "Boss, I found out that the Lloyd family has a person with a similar timeline to Miss Carroll. The patriarch of the Lloyd family, Reginald has only one daughter. But, she is not missing. She was suddenl

Realizing that something was wrong, he opened the door and took a look.There was no one in front of the computer."Lyra?"Melvin's face changed and he walked in to check. The gasping was... coming from under the table.He lifted the tablecloth to see that Lyra had curled her entire body into the small space, and her face was abnormally flushed and red.He squatted down and gently tested her neck with his hand and found that her whole body was hot as hell.This status was ...The coffee on the table was drunk by half, and the sugar packet that had been in the tray had been torn open. He thought of Fiona's abnormality when he visited her at the Freeman Manor a few hours ago, and instantly understood what was going on."Damn!"He lifted Lyra out from under the table.Feeling the cold body close to her comfortably, Lyra was driven by the drug and had a certain horny thought for the first time.She tightened her arms around the man's neck. And his smell had turned her on.Melvin carried h

Lyra listened to the low growl inside and her palms clenched tighter and tighter.But when she looked at Eleven, her face was still cold and cruel, "Do you think I have gone too far?"Eleven knelt down on the spot, "I don't mean that. Miss, you were drugged last night. Today you want to return that pain, and it is right, but I know you don't really want to get Mr. Freeman killed." Hearing him say this, Lyra felt much better.She thought about it and looked to Seventeen, "Go to the Freeman Manor and bring Fiona here. Move fast.""Yes, Miss."Seventeen set off quickly.The rest of the group was still listening to the sound in the basemen. The low growl and struggle were getting stronger and stronger. It seemed that he was on the verge of despair.Even a few of the taller and larger bodyguards could barely listen to it, and even felt that it was a brutal auditory torture for them as well.After another ten minutes, Lyra finally spoke up."Open the door and go get a bucket of ice water in

Eleven couldn't answer, and Lyra didn't say anything else, "Forget it. Let's go and see what's wrong with him."After she casually cleared her desk, she drove to the hospital.In the ward.Melvin wrapped himself into a Swiss roll and buried his head into the quilt.The nurse sighed, "Mr. Freeman, you are still feverish. Wrapping yourself in the blanket will not be able to breathe, andyou need the injection!"No matter how much the medical staff and Eighteen tried to persuade him, the "Swiss roll" on the hospital bed was determined to ignore it. Lyra teased as soon as she came in and saw the strange image."I'm afraid tomorrow's news will be that the former president of the Freeman group committed suicide for refusing to take an intravenous drip?"When Eighteen saw her coming, he respectfully called out to her, "Miss."Lyra responded with a slight nod and walked over to Melvin's bedside.Not waiting for her to continue to say anything, the"Swiss roll" suddenly reached out a hand to gr