After divorce I am a billionaire

That evening, the charity gala.

It was held at Frayton's so-called most magnificent garden hotel.

The hotel was gorgeous, and all the guests were Frayton's prestigious business tycoons.

Because it was a charity gala, Lyra picked a fishtail dress and her hair was just put on the side, which made her look so mature, charming and sexy.

Since the reality television talent show, everyone knews that she was the owner of Angle Group and looked at her in a less biased way.

And as soon as she and Cody appeared, they were the center of attention on the scene. Together with Cody's popularity in the entertainment industry, the two instantly occupied the focus of conversations.

Adhering to the low-profile, Lyra did not expect their appearance would have a such sensation.

Cody looked at her and noticed that she was not too happy.

"No way, Lyra, you're too beautiful. This dress suits you very well. You'll never letdown. | am so happy!" Lyra gazed at him and whispered, "Don't make fun of me. You have recovered from today's hurt?" Cody instantly changed his face and circled her arm, "No, it's still painful ... | shot in the action scenes afternoon. Painful enough!" Lyra was amused by him and flicked him on the side of his head.

The image of the two interacting with each other was watched by Melvin who was not far away.

His eyes were flooded with coldness. This image made his chest suddenly feel tight, and his heart seemed to be seized hard.

But he knew that he was in no position to be jealous.

But he just wasn't happy about it.

Very unpleasant! Ashley, standing next to him, keenly felt his indignation, especially when she saw his blue veins bulge in his clenched fists.

"Melvin, why don't we go over and say hello to Miss Carroll and Mr. Carver?" Melvin did not speak.

Neither agreed nor refused.

Ashley then made her own decision and took the lead in Lyra's direction.

Lyra and Cody were chatting happily when they were suddenly interrupted by a discordant voice.

"It's been a long time. Miss Carroll is really getting more and more beautiful. Such heavy makeup can't stop that foxy smell on you." Cody heard these words and becangry, "Of course, Lyra is beautiful. Even she's without make-up, she looks much better than you. If that's called heavy make-up, then what do you call the paste on your face?" "Besides, not everyone can be a fox. You can only be a a wild boar." "You!" Ashley had been exasperated. She was a wild boar? She was not that fat and ugly! But it was not Lyra who said that, but Cody. Ashley did not want to offend the Carver family in Frayton, so she could only endure this loss.

Lyra didn't care about their argument. She noticed Melvin walking out from behind Ashley.

In just a moment, the aura on her changed.

It beccold and dark.

From her eyes, one could see her rage, as if it was the precursor to a storm.

He didn't know that Ashley had harmed her before? And, she hated Ashley! How could he leave his chores and cout to a charity party with Ashley? Melvin, who was standing against her, almost instantly felt the anger in her body and the knot in his throat rolled subconsciously.

He would be fucked up! He was no longer angry about Cody's interacting with her just now.

Because Lyra was angry.

After he went back tonight, he was afraid it would be not a good night ...

Ashley felt the two stared at each other, smiled and explained, "Melvin, he just misses you, but you have teamed up with Mr.

Carver. So he can only be within order to see you. Miss Carroll must not be jealous." Lyra responded with a sneer, "Miss Harrington is joking. He's just an insignificant person to me. Jealous? It's completely impossible." The word "insignificant" broke Melvin's heart.

His face instantly turned ghastly pale.

After easing the feeling of tightness in his chest, he stepped forward as if no one was watching and gently took Lyra's wrist.

"Lyra, our agreement has not been lifted. I'm still your man. I'm very disciplined today. After we're back home, I'm at your disposal, okay? Feel free to punish as hard as you want, | accept ..." His dark eyes stared at her in resignation and he stroked her palm.

Hid movement was natural and smooth.

Cody felt shocked and only wanted to say "What the fuck?".

Why could the hell he say such a shameful thing in public? Ashley also looked frozen.

This pampered man was still her cousin who used to be the aloof and tyrannical leader of Freeman group? She was afraid he was witched? However, Melvin was still stroking Lyra's palm as if there was no one else present.

Lyra's face was expressionless, and she wasn't the one who ended up embarrassed by saying such things anyway.

But she was tickled by Melvin's stroking.

She was about to pull her hand back when she suddenly realized something was wrong with the movement of his hand! Not just stroking, but writing on ...? Lyra concentrated on her feelings for a while.

Unfortunately, she can't read what he wrote and didn't understand what he meant.

Cody coughed lightly, "Lyra, I'm getting tired of here. Why don't we go over there for a glass of wine?" "Good." Lyra drew back her hand and walked off with Cody without looking back.

She didn't even look at him.

Melvin felt crestfallen.

She didn't understand what he meant, and she definitely won't forgive him when she went back.

Ashley stood right next to him and watched him quietly for a while.

"You have changed a lot compared to before! | remember she used to chase you every day, but | didn't expect that after the divorce, you're willing to be her subordinate. | heard you were tortured and abused by her last time. And you were sent to the hospital finally. Can you still tolerate it?" As soon as she exited, Melvin's original chagrined expression instantly turned cold. His dark eyes were cold and hostile.

"This is my personal business." Ashley laughed, "Yeah, yeah, | shouldn't have asked, but just curious. You used to like Miss Charlotte. She was sent to jail by Lyra. You didn't do anything about that?" She said while her fingers lightly climbed up his arm, "If | can, | am willing to help you get rid of Lyra as soon as possible. You ..." Before she finished, her wrist was clutched by Melvin.

The man's ruthless black eyes were warning her, "I've always been cold-blooded and not affectionate. If you dare to make any trouble, not only Lyra, | will not let you get away with it." Ashley broke away from his grasp and smiled wickedly, "Do you want to see if she'll still be jealous of you?" Melvin frowned. Her words gave him a bad feeling.

Without waiting for him to say anything, screams from women suddenly cfrom the back room of the party! "Who is this! How cshe's lying here? Look at the wounds!" "Is she a human or a ghost? So scary! Oooh ..." The woman was awakened by the screams and murmurs, and under that dirty and dull hair, there was a pair of red-blooded and hideous eyes.

She lifted her hair from her forehead, exposing her face that was with hurt to the public.

Someone with a sharp eye recognized her.

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