After divorce I am a billionaire

The sharp dagger sliced through the air and closed in on Lyra's face.

But when she was about to get close to Lyra's skin, Lyra strongly clutched Anne's wrist.

Anne looked at her hands, which were supposed to be tied behind her back, in slight shock, "How could you not be tied?" When she pressed Lyra's thumb for the stamp, she checked that the rope was clearly tied tightly and there was no problem.

Lyra handed her the small blade in the palm of her left hand.

Anne instantly understood, "Kathleen is really acting with you. Lyra, you're really scheming.” Lyra grunted, stroke quickly and knocked away the dagger in her hand. Then she choked her neck and raised her right hand to slap her in the face ruthlessly.

Anne screamed in pain as she received two slaps to the same half of her face in quick succession, "Let go of me, Lyra!" "Why are you calling me?" Lyra looked askance at her icily, "Until the last moment, how will you know who is the cat that catches the mouse?" With her words, Lyra slapped her heavily in her face twice, without relenting.

The corners of Anne's mouth were broken, with blood oozing out, which looked miserable.

She shouted frantically at the door, "Come in! Paul!" She cried for help for a few minutes but there was no movement outside.

Lyra looked at her sarcastically, "Paul has so many girlfriends. Although you're his new favorite, how much does he value you? You'll find out soon.” Lyra put Anne's hands behind her back with ease, quickly confined her with the rope she was tied with, pulled her hair ruthlessly and picked her up.

Anne was in tears of pain, and was powerless in front of Lyra.

She screamed grievously and was dragged outside by Lyra.

Lyra kicked open the door and several bodyguards who were standing guard before were all gone.

Anne was also watching the outside.

In the moonlight, there were two teams of people running this way.

One was Lyra's previous crew at Darkbell.

There was another team of people that Lyra couldn't see clearly, and when they gradually walked in, she realized they were Collin's personal soldiers.

She looked down instantly, and waited for them to come near to her before she asked in a cold voice, "Did Collin send you here to save me or Anne?" "Huh?" The leader was confused and froze before realizing what she said, "Of course, Mr. Collin saves you. He's worried about you.

After you're taken away, he contacts us quickly to take the highway surveillance so we rush over here." Lyra didn't say anything else and her face was expressionless.

Darkbell's men stepped forward and took the initiative to report, "Boss, the four bodyguards who were just guarding the door have been kidnapped by us. Other than that, when we came in, someone took a few vans away so we didn't catch any more people.” Lyra sarcastically pulled Anne's hair back, "Do you hear that? Paul runs away without you. Afraid to be confirmed the charge of kidnapping me. He slips away. You're abandoned by him." Anne's eyes were flooded with tears. It was not because of sadness, but Lyra hurt her scalp and she couldn't help but cry in pain uncontrollably.

With Lyra's irony words, she didn't say anything.

Darkbell's men continued to ask, "Boss, should we send the four bodyguards who were kidnapped to the police station to report the case?" Lyra didn't even think about it and decisively refused, "No, why don't you let them all go? Give them back to Paul Hoare. By the way, let them send a message to him that Anne Windsor is a malicious woman with schemes. | will teach her a lesson for him." "Yes, boss." Lyra stared at Anne who looked miserable and tossed her to Collins personal soldier, "Take her back to the villa at Anning Hill and put her in the basement.” "Yes, Miss." Confirming that Lyra was safe, Collin's private soldiers quickly took Anne away and turned around to leave.

Lyra followed behind and got into another car, which also drove back to Anning Hill.

The reason why the police were not allowed to be notified of the incident was once the matter was intervened by the police, Anne would have to be transferred to the police station and put in the suspect room for investigation.

Although she did not admit her true identity, Lyra would not believe a word of her. She trusted only her own instinct and the ultimate truth.

Lyra would lock her in the basement first. After she conformed her identity, she would punish her based on the family rules, without alerting the outside world.

Thinking resentfully, the limousine soon arrived at Anning Hill after half an hour.

Collin's private soldiers had already locked Anne up in the basement because they arrived ahead of her.

The first thing Lyra did when she got back to Anning Hill was to head for the basement of the cottage.

The heavy door of the basement opened and the light from the corridor filtered in a little.

Anne was sitting in the middle of the dusty and open space. The swelling marks on her face had not eliminated, making her look rather miserable. Especially her bright eyes, they made her look like a victim.

Lyra stepped in and walked up to her, staring at her in a condescending way.

Anne looked up without fearing, "I did kidnap you, but you have me kidnapped and imprisoned. Is that the same crime?" Lyra didn't answer, but asked, "Anne Windsor, this basement, I'm sure you are not at all unfamiliar with it?" She laughed, "What do you mean? | don't understand. It's my first time to be a guest of the Lloyd family living in the basement of the villa." Lyra snorted lightly and crouched down slowly.

"You think | can't find out the clues even if you resist? Every word you say, every expression you make, is a flaw in my eyes." The icy smile on Anne's face gradually froze, "What do you mean?" Lyra: "I have investigated you. Although you parents unfortunately passed away, you're still living a free life with grants and scholarships. Before your father dies, he was a businessman and your family was rich. You were certainly spoiled by your parents like a princess. If it is really your first time to be shut to the basement, you should be very scared and helpless.” She paused and pinched Anne's chin, sneering, "But | just came in and saw no fear in your eyes. You're calm beyond your years, as if you have long endured it before.” Anne laughed dismissively, "You think I'm Ethel because of that? Wouldn't that be a hasty judgment?" "Indeed, in front of the conclusive evidence, all speculations are just assumptions, so, you think | can't do anything about you if you resist admitting it?" Anne looked at her and was slightly stunned by her quiet and sharp gaze.

However, the next second, Lyra violently pulled Anne's hair again and directly picked several hair with brute force.

Anne screamed in pain until she couldn't control it.

Lyra coldly grunted, got up and headed out, "Enjoy yourself in the basement. | will soon do the kinship identification for me and you. For the results in the end, | believe we will know it soon." When she heard the words "kinship identification”, Ethel's eyes looked rarely panicked, "Lyra, come back!"