After divorce I am a billionaire

"It's bygone. Why mention it again?" Lyra's expression was bland as she raised her glass and took another sip of strong wine down her throat.

Garrett knew he had asked something he shouldn't have, and hastened to laugh and found himself an excuse.

"Right, let bygones be bygones. | heard that the old Lloyd has assigned you a task. How is it? Do you have the confidence to complete it?" "Of course, | aspire to win." When it cto work, Lyra was excited, "I recently launched a new reality television talent show. I'm confident it will make Angle Group famous and increase its profit." "That's nice, but there's one more thing | want to ask you this t..." Garrett looked her straight in the eye, and there was a few moments of hesitation on his drunken face.

"You..." After thinking, he chose to hide his true inner thoughts and smiled, "I'm interested in working with Angle Group. | was wondering what do you think?" "Sure, who would turn down a partner that comes to their door?" Angle Group was now in a position to bring in a lot of resources and talent, and Garrett's proactive partnership will undoubtedly bring her more benefits.

"Then it's a deal." She smiled slyly and offered to reach out and clink her glass.

"It's a deal.” Garrett laughed openly and their glasses clinked hard.

Late into the night, the three ended the meal and returned to their respective rooms to rest.

Lyra was not drunk, but rather more sober than usual.

To take down the Freeman group, she would have to build up her strength quickly in a short period of time.

She pulled out a chair and sat down by a table, ready to make preliminary plans to put the Freeman group out of business.

The Freeman Group's main business was real estate, and to beat it, she must have a foothold in that industry.

But she was not familiar with real estate, so after thinking about it, she thought it would be best to ask Garrett for advice.

"Are you asleep? There's something | want to ask you." She quickly edited a message and sent it over.

"No, you can ask me. I'm in the hallway." Lyra gently opened the door and Garrett stood by the window at the end of the hallway for fresh air His gentle and almond-like eyes were looking at her quietly.

"I want to get into real estate, but | don't know much about it. | need a favor. This is important to me, so please." Lyra leaned against the window and closed it a little bit.

Garrett frowned, but did not ask her what she wanted to do so, "I do know something about this. | will study it tomorrow and make it into a data folder for you." Lyra got his promise, said thanks and went back to her room satisfyingly.

With the help of an insider in the industry, it will be much easier to implement her plan.

She drifted off to sleep contentedly.

However, at this time, in the mountain where connected Frayton and the neighbor city, someone was still preoccupied with insomnia.

Melvin sat in a car, smoking and staring gloomily out the car window.

He had been looking for her here for two days.

Still, he couldn't find or hear from her.

He didn't believe Lyra would die here. He would find her and take her back to Frayton.

"Boss, when can we go back?" A henchman yawned and asked drowsily.

Melvin glanced at him coldly.

"When you find her, we can go back." The man knew how to behave and shut up, but another henchman boldly asked, "A few days have passed since Miss Carroll jumped out of the plane. This vast mountain range is full of wild wolves and wild boars, in case she ..." "There is no ‘in case’. Even if there is only a piece of her corpse left, bring it back. And if anyone dares to ask such a question again, don't blme for being ungracious.” Melvin said these words calmly, but the tone was cold and harsh.

The rest of the people were scared to death and resigned to sit to the side to rest.

When the crowd drifted off to sleep, Melvin was still awake, with his dark eyes staring out the car window.

In the Freeman Manor.

The lights were still on.

"It really pissesoff!" “Snap!” Fiona threw a cup hard to the ground, and the crystal teacup instantly turned into pieces.

"Charlotte held a press conference in the nof Melvin's fiancee and disgraced the Freeman family! Now even the Matthews family has severed ties with her. Why should we keep her? Tomorrow we'll announce to the public that Melvin's engagement to her is off!" Fiona leaned back on a couch in exasperation, and her chest was heaving violently.

"Katelyn had the nerve to askto change Melvin's fiancee to Abigail! ?" "My son is more than capable of marrying the richest girl. A small family like the Matthews family has the nerve! | didn't agree to this marriage in the first place, but if Melvin hadn't insisted, there would be no such trouble now! I'm so mad at this!" Seeing this, Sheila rushed over to smooth her and give her sideas by the way.

"I thought Charlotte was a nice girl, but who knew she would do such a bad thing! She's been proven wrong in front of the media.

Shon her! This engagement should indeed be broken off! But is it really okay for us to do this behind Melvin's back?" "What could be wrong?" Fiona frowned and her anger intensified, "I'm his mother! Not to mention the fact that Melvin will keep Charlotte after what she did?" .

"But brother is not here. The Freeman group has to have Melvin to control everything, right?" Sheila was deflated and sat down next to her.

"That's a problem." Fiona fell into silence.

"But since brother is not here, we can fix that bitch badly!" Sheila can't wait to take action and give Lyra a piece of her mind.

The phone rang suddenly. She and Fiona looked at each other and immediately picked up the phone.

"Hello Sheila, long tno see! How are you and Auntie Fiona both doing?" The woman on the other end of the phone's cheerful laugh rang in her ears.

"You're ...Ashley?" said Sheila with a surprised look on her face, "You're back in the country?" She immediately handed the phone to Fiona and gave Fiona a meaningful glance, allowing the two to talk directly.

Ashley Harrington was a very powerful woman of the Freeman family and the heiress to the Harrington family, who had previously studied abroad and was extremely business-minded.

Fiona immediately understood and exchanged pleasantries with Ashley.

"When did you cback? Are you ready to go back to Frayton?" "Auntie Fiona, I'll be in Frayton this afternoon. I'll be sure to stop by sometime. I've missed you so much after so long." "How about this? I'll take Sheila to pick you up, and it'll be a kind of reception for you. You don't have any other arrangements, right? If not, you can stay at the Freeman Manor for a few days first." Fiona finished her words in one breath.

"This ... | have nothing to do for the tbeing, so let's do as you say." Ashley did not doubt it and readily agreed.

Fiona hung up the phone, and the expression that had been sad disappeared from her face.

Sheila heard it clearly and followed it with glee.

"Mom, great, Ashley's back. If she's willing to help us, | don't believe Lyra the bitch can stand up to us! Keith can't protect her every time!" Fiona did not speak again, but the expression on her face betrayed her inner thoughts.

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