After Divorce I Am A Billionaire

Chapter 122 What an assist?

What were they doing here?

Melvin froze in place and looked grimly at the two men behind Lyra.

Garrett's face at this point was similar to his expression. The hostility in his eyes was barely concealed.

Keith looked at him with the same unfriendly look.

The three men's eyes seemed to have battled a hundred times, with the momentum of not dying or resting.

Lyra smelled the strong smell of gunpowder, and was wordless. These men should not be so childish?

If the eyes can really kill, they were estimated to have killed each other hundreds of times, right?

She sighed, thought about it and looked at Melvin, "You don't need to cook today. You can't help much here. The leaves have been falling like crazy in the garden lately. Sweep it up."

Going out to sweep the leaves?

Leaving her alone with these two men for dinner and conversation?

So much for Keith, but what about Garrett?

Melvin felt upset and didn't move a bit.

Lyra went to the wine cabinet to get a bottle of good red wine, but turned around and found Melvin still standing in the same place, urging him, "Go, if you can't walk. I'll let Eighteen come out and force you."

This was the meaning that he must go.

Melvin closed the door. It seemed to be a deliberate declaration of dissatisfaction, because the sound was very loud.

Keith pointed at him and looked at his Rara, accusing, "Look at him. How bad his temper is. He's even meaner than his master's family. He just owes a beating." Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Lyra pursed her lips and smiled, "Don't worry about him, sooner or later I will fix him."

Keith had little reaction with the words but Garrett was not too happy, "Lyra, he is proud at heart. When fierce beasts injures, they will also show weakness, but when they catch the opportunity, they will bite you back. He dared to hurt you this time. Is it not premeditated? You do not want to not tame well. When the time comes, it would backlash."

Keith also nodded in agreement.

Lyra smiled as she opened the fridge to find the ingredients, "Don't worry. I've got it covered."

In the garden.

Melvin swept distractedly, wondering what Lyra would be like with another man.

He dawdled, moved to the window. Through the glass, he saw the extremely harmonious picture at the dinner table. Lyra was smiling with arched eyebrows, meaning that she was indeed very happy.

He remembered when Lyra just married him, she loved to smile and he could often see her smile sweet, with her eyes full of love for him.

Since when did she become less smiley?

When looking at him, she was incomparably cold ...

Since her divorce, she had become beautiful, cold and noble. And she was confident and calm no matter what difficulties she encountered.

That was the real her, right?

Melvin felt distressed in the heart. He can't say what kind of feeling it was, but it was hard ...

He was thinking, suddenly saw Eleven hurriedly push the door into the living room, walk to Lyra and say something.

Melvin withdrew his gaze without concern and was about to go back to sweeping the leaves when he saw Eleven come out again and walk directly towards him.

"Mr. Freeman, Ms. Fiona from the Freeman Manor fell down the stairs and said she would love to meet you. Please come with me to the car."

Fiona fell?

It had only been a few days, why did she fall?

"Okay."

Melvin turned back and looked through the window at the three who were laughing and talking inside. His dark eyes were slightly complicated, then he followed Eleven to the Freeman Manor.

Fiona was sent to her old private doctor's office to recuperate. She had a cast on her foot and was lying bored in bed.

When she heard the door open, she raised her eyes and saw that it was her beloved son, and immediately her eyes reddened.

"Ooh Melvin, mommy almost thought she'd never see you again in this life ..."

Melvin first gently touched Fiona's leg in a cast, and Fiona immediately screamed in pain.

Looking at her reaction with this do-gooder face, Melvin had an idea in his heart and walked to the chair next to her bed and sat down.

"How did you fall?"

Fiona, with grievance, was about to explain when she noticed Eleven behind him, "This bodyguard boy, I haven't seen my son for a long time and would like to have a few words with him alone. It won't be long. Is that okay?"

Eleven froze and didn't move.

Melvin turned back, "Don't worry. I won't do anything to make things difficult for you, just talk to my mother about family matters."

Because Eleven watched the last time's beating, he still admired Melvin's temperament despite his current identity as Lyra's servant. He did not embarrass us, turned around and closed door.

As soon as Eleven left, Melvin asked, "Tell me, what happened to you? I just saw it and it's not as bad as you're howling."

Fiona laughed.

"It's true that I slipped and fell on the stairs, but it's only five or six steps. Nothing serious, but if it wasn't for that, how could I see you as I wanted to?"

"How did you make it look like you had a bad fall?"

Fiona smiled mysteriously and whispered close to his ear, "Of course I have a way to do this, but this is not important. Son, the last time I told you about that, how are you progressing?"

Melvin frowned, "What is it?"

Fiona gently pushed his forehead with her finger, with a look of hatred.

He looked towards the door twice more before saying in a thin voice, "Just seduce Lyra!"

Melvin's face was dark and his dark eyes quickly went cold.

"That kind of thing is absolutely impossible. I don't want to hear it third time, and you're not allowed to mention it to any more."

Fiona was so depressed.

According to the current situation, if they didn't take Lyra, it was impossible for the family to be servants for the rest of their lives, right? She had endured enough humiliation during this period of time and had to find a way to get the Freeman group and the Freeman Manor back sooner rather than later.

As for this stupid son who was not enlightened, she can only be assisted by her!

"Okay, if you ask me not to mention, then I won't do so."

She smiled in response to him. After her eyes slightly moved, she picked up the glass of water on the table and pretended to sip it.

When she put it back, she pretended her hand slipped and accidentally poured water onto Melvin.

"Oops, sorry son, I accidentally slipped my hand. Let me wipe it off for you." She said, while going to pat the water droplets on Melvin's body, and while Melvin was busy cleaning up the water stains, she stuffed two packets of something small into his pants pocket.

Melvin saw her wipe for a long time and the white shirt became more and more dirty. He worried that she found his back injury, got up and went to the toilet in the private doctor's room to clean up a little.

Caught off guard, he heard the familiar sound of birds chirping.

It was Chad.

With a serious expression, Melvin began to think of a way to meet with Chad.

Lyra only sent Eleven to follow him this time. Did she let down her guard a bit on him? Or was it just because she was too busy having dinner with Garrett and Keith to make arrangements?

Either way, this was a good opportunity.

When he came out of the toilet again, the door of the room was opened just in time.

The man who entered, dressed in the uniform of a servant, carefully closed the door.

When he turned around, it was Chad!