After divorce I am a billionaire

Gavin's smile froze and his hands nervously gripped his legs as he hurriedly explained.

"How can | put something in the wine? You and | are already an unmarried couple. Isn't it superfluous for me to do so? Besides, the wine was prepared by the hotel.” Abigail narrowed her eyes, "It'd better be true." She swirled the wine in her glass and held it close to her lips.

Just as she was about to drink, the door to the private room was opened and a pair of large, warm and broad hands took away the glass she was holding.

She looked up inexplicably.

It was Micah.

"Why are you here?" Micah did not say anything, brought the glass to the tip of his nose and sniffed gently. Then he glanced at the man in the seat next to him.

Gavin swallowed and held his breath: "Who are you? This room has been booked by me. You are trespassing. Please get out!" He got up and grabbed the glass of wine Micah was holding.

Micah took a step back and splashed coldly the whole glass of wine directly into his face without a word.

Gavin paused in his steps. His whole face was stained with red wine, and he subconsciously pursed his lips.

Reacting to what he had done, Gavin immediately spit saliva and frantically wiped his lips clean.

With one hand on her cheek, Abigail stifled a laugh and watched the show as if there was nothing to do with her.

Micah had always been cold-tempered and rarely got angry. But today, he was really furious.

He slammed the glass in his hand, and the glass hit the wall hard with a loud and crisp sound.

"Gavin Weaver, for your fiancee, you can even put something in her drink. What a brute!" Gavin was stunned by his aura and took a few seconds to react.

Because he was shorter than Micah, he could only raise his chin to stare at him. While taking off his glasses for wiping, he yelled at Micah.

"You said | put something in the wine. Where is the evidence? | can sue you for slander! Also, this is my place. Just wait and see.

You need to apologize immediately to me and I'll have the bodyguards throw you out!" He said angrily, put his glasses back on and took out his cell phone to call the manager.

"Hey, I'm Gavin! Someone is causing trouble in my room. Bring me security immediately or I'l file a complaint against you!" Angrily hanging up the phone, he glared at Micah.

"Don't think that you're handsome so you'll be great. Since you and Abigail know each other, as long as you apologize to me, I'll forget this and take it as nothing happened. And you don't even need to pay for the glass." Abigail, who was sitting quietly, covered her mouth to stifle her laughter and almost couldn't hold it in.

She had known Micah for over a year and had never seen anyone who could make him apologize.

She leisurely picked up a fork on the table, picked up a bean and put it into her mouth.

Well, it went well with watching the show.

Micah glanced at her who was eating and continued to glower at Gavin coldly, "You don't know me but you dare to be arrogant. If the manager comes in, it's you who's going to be thrown out." Gavin was stunned again.

Micah's aura was too cold and the demeanor was very noble.

He was not the bigwig from ..., wasn't he? He got a little timid and looked down to ask Abigail who was eating beans, "Abigail, who is he?" Abigail thought for a moment and replied carelessly, "Doctor." "Is he really just a doctor?" "Hmm." Gavin grimaced as he asked again, "So what's your relationship with him? Do you know him well?" Abigail stopped eating.

Micah didn't say a word and was waiting for her answer.

With two men watching her, Abigail's voice sounded indifferent, "I have no relationship with him. I just met him a few times. Not familiar.” Micah's heart sank to the bottom abruptly, feeling suffocated.

Gavin, however, had an idea in mind and looked at Micah with renewed arrogance.

"So you're swindling me, aren't you? | wanted to let you go off for Abigail's sake, but now it seems unnecessary, because you're asking for death! People like you should be sent to the police station and imprisoned for a few days!" As he just finished the words, the door of the room was opened and the manager quickly entered the room with four security guards.

Gavin immediately pointed at Micah and said, "He's the one who broke into the room for no reason and smashed the wine. And he falsely accused me of putting something in the wine.

After he said those words, the manager didn't give a damn about him and walked right up to Micah and bent down to greet him.

"Mr. Micah, what's going on here ...?" "Mr. Micah? Which Micah?" said Gavin as his tone sounded low.

"How many Micahs can there be? Of course the Micah of the Lloyd family in Suham!" The manager glared at him and his tone did not sound good, "I'm afraid you don't know that the largest holding of Jana Grand Hotel was Collin Lloyd. Mr. Micah is the brother of Collin Lloyd. You have the meal in the Lloyd family's territory, and still want to drive him away. How dare you!?" Gavin looked at Micah's face, and then at Abigail's, and was so stunned that he couldn't speak at the moment.

The atmosphere suddenly became silent for a few seconds. However, Micah said with his deep voice, "Throw him out. He put drug in the wine. Take him to the police station. He isn't allowed to enter this hotel in the future." "Yes, Mr. Micah, please rest assured!" With hindsight, Gavin realized that he had offended a bigwig! "Mr. Micah, please don't do this to me. | was wrong. | didn't know what | was doing! | really didn't put drug in the wine! Don't send me to the police station! Please don't even bother with the Weaver Firm!" He cried and begged, trying to get up closer to Micah.

Micah wrinkled his eyebrows in disgust and kicked him over, "Take him away right now!" "Yes, yes!" In the private room, Gavin's mouth was quickly covered by the bodyguards. There was no more sound of begging and crying, and four people dragged him out.

Only when the noise had completely died down did the manager go up to Micah and apologize.

"Sorry, Mr. Micah, | didn't expect Mr. Gavin to be like this. Next time we'll make sure to screen the customer's character well before we let them in." Micah made a soft "hmm" sound and didn't say anything.

The manager continued, "This table has been used and the private room is dirty. Could | help you change to a better room with Miss Abigail?" Micah was about to reply when Abigail took the lead and said, "No, I'm almost full." "Then please take your time. You can call me if you need anything." He smiled, immediately exited the room, and helped close the door tightly.

As soon as he left, the room was instantly quieted down.

Micah walked to Abigail's left chair, where Gavin had not sat before.

He looked at the side of her when she was eating beans and asked in a deep voice, "Are you satisfied with a fiancé like him?" "What do you think?" She asked.

Micah sat upright and his gaze locked on her face in silence.

"You're not satisfied. You don't like him. Otherwise you wouldn't have just kept quiet and sat around waiting for him to suffer." Abigail smiled and did not answer. There was bitterness hidden in her eyes. She lightly snorted and asked, "My marriage partner can improve the business of Matthews Group. My dad let me engage with him. | have no choice." She picked up the empty wine glass next to her and poured herself a glass of red wine.

"I left Frayton and chased after a man. Everyone in Frayton knows about it. Besides Gavin, who else can | marry? You're not marrying me, so why do you care so much about it?" Feeling bitter, she picked up the glass of wine and was ready to drink it all in one go.

The wine glass was once again snatched away by Micah.

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