After divorce I am a billionaire

Thinking of this, Charlotte got anxious. She quickly changed into an all-dark outfit, put on the face mask, and took a taxi straight to the place.

Melvin cout of the bathroom after showering, and he couldn't get the video of Lyra dancing 'Lover' out of his head.

He was a bit vexed. Had he known that he would be the one tired out, he would not have helped her this time.

Lying in the bed, all he could see was Lyra's face whenever he closed his eyes, especially the pair of starry eyes, clean and stubborn, making you hard to forget once you've seen them.

Also... they looked familiar.

Having thought of something, Melvin hesitated for a while before giving Lyra a call.

There were things he wanted to ask for clarification.

First call, no answer.

The second call, it said that the number was not in service.

She hated him that much? Melvin felt inexplicably annoyed and tossed his phone to the side, trying to sleep.

Charlotte took a taxi to the abandoned hut on the outskirts.

Katrina was standing in the doorway waiting for her.

When Charlotte approached and saw the injuries on her face and body, she was a shocked.

"What happened? How did you get hurt like this?" Katrina lowered her head, hiding the emotions in the eyes, "The woman was struggling violently on the way here and it caused a small car accident. | might have injected too much drug in her, so she..." "I'll go take a look." Katrina stopped her, "Does Miss Frazier know that you are here alone tonight?" Charlotte's face instantly turned sullen.

Irene had always been bossy with her because of her superiority. Now that Irene was back to Suham, did Irene's subordinate try to command her now? She and Irene were just allies, not superior and subordinate, so why should she have to report everything to Irene? The more she thought about it, the angrier she was. She gave Katrina a hard stare, "You're the one she brought here to do the job, but she's not in Frayton now, so all you have to do is follow my orders, understand?" Katrina ducked her head even lower, "Understood." "Now that your job is done, get the hell out of the way." "Yes." Katrina answered, but remained standing still.

Outside the abandoned hut, there was only a flickering kerosene lamp, and it was impossible to see what expression was on Katrina's bloodied face.

Seeing her still standing there like a statue, Charlotte was annoyed, "Can't understand human language, can you?" "Okay." Before leaving, Katrina fished out a cell phone from her pocket and handed it to Charlotte with both hands, "This is the woman's cell phone. Someone just called her. | was afraid it would interfere with your plans, so | put the phone into airplane mode." "Got it." Charlotte snatched it away.

When Katrina was gone, she unlocked Lyra's phone and looked at the number that had just called Lyra.

With just one glance, Charlotte instantly fumed, her eyes flaming jealousy.

Although it was marked as an unknown caller , she knew very well who was the owner of this number.

Melvin wanted to call Lyra at this late hour, what the hell? She had been back from abroad for so long, and every tshe took the initiative to see him, but Melvin had never really cared about her like that.

This wasn't fair! She was his fiancée, and that woman was the side chick who interfered in their relationship! The more Charlotte thought about it, the angrier she became, the malice in her eyes unconcealed.

She held up Lyra's phone in rage and wanted to smash it immediately.

But her hand stopped in the air.

An excellent idea popped up in her mind.

She sent a text message to Melvin's number using Lyra's phone.

After doing this, Charlotte flung the phone onto the ground, but not enough, she then stomped on the phone in her high heels, only to stop when the screen was completely shattered.

She withdrew her gaze and looked back at the abandoned hut. Tonight, she wanted this bitch to be completely fucked up! Thinking of this, she reached out and pushed open the door of the hut, which was pitch dark What's going on? Katrina didn't leave the lights on after she lock up the person? Hesitantly, she took two steps inside, and the thick smell of dust in the house choked her to cough.

It was so dark that she couldn't see anything at all.

Charlotte suddenly felt a surge of panic and was about to go out and asked Katrina to bring in a lamp.

The door was suddenly slammed shut.

Realizing that something was wrong, Charlotte ran frantically to the door following the slamming sound and rapped hard on the door, "Who is it? Who's out there? Katrina, is that you Katrina? Open the door for me!" There was silence outside the door.

The unsettling, eerie silence.

Charlotte took two deep breaths, tried to calm down, turned her head and shouted tentatively inside the hut, "Lyra? Lyra are you there?" No matter how she shouted, there was just dead silence.

Realizing that she might be alone in the hut, Charlotte felt herself on the verge of a mental breakdown.

Was Lyra behind this? But Katrina was working for Irene. How could Katrina help Lyra to harm her? Could it be that Irene and Lyra had joined forces? "No way... this can't be..." Her heart was in turmoil. Hands covering her head, she crouched on the ground out of fear, and her whole body was shaking violently.

Brought to her by the infinite darkness were fear and despair.

Until a sudden sound of footsteps cfrom outside the hut.

Charlotte's hope was instantly raised and she got up and pounded furiously on the door, "Who's out there. Letout! Open the door!" The door opened at the sound.

A tall figure walked in against the backlight, followed by the second and third...

It was the men she called to deal with Lyra.

As soon as she saw light, Charlotte hurriedly dashed towards the door, but was stopped by an arm of the strong man standing in the front.

"You've got it all wrong. It's not me! I'm not Lyra! Ah!" Snap! She received a heavy smack as response.

She was completely overwhelmed by the force and was slammed to the ground; her cheek swelled up quickly and two of her teeth were knocked off.

It hurts like hell! Charlotte, lying on the ground, spat blood on the spot, but she insisted on explaining, "It wasn't me! It really wasn't me! | asked you guys to come. How could you do this to me... Arrrggg!" Before she could finish speaking, her hair was yanked by the man from behind, the force so huge that her scalp was almost peeled off. The twinge caused tears fell down her cheeks immediately, and she let out a ear-piercing wail.

"Really...not... me..." The man threw two more slaps on her face, laughing, "I've seen lots of those begging for mercy, but never seen a bitch so good at acting like you. Letreward you with the ultimate torture!" The door was completely shut and locked, and dozens of men surrounded her.

In a short time, the sound of heavy beating and painful screaming filled the hut.

Lyra leaned against a tree in the distance while Katrina stood quietly, not saying a word.

She looked up at the sky.

The starry sky was so beautiful today.

Unfortunately, the upsetting howl was a bit of a buzzkill.

Seeing that the was almost over, Lyra was ready to go hand let Charlotte enjoy the ultimate torture package she had prepared herself.

"BOSS, right there!" Fred's voice was suddenly heard on the trail, followed by the sound of a mad dash.

Hearing the voice getting closer and closer, Lyra hurriedly hid herself.

She watched the situation in front of the hut from behind a large tree and saw the person who cin a hurry, was Melvin.