After divorce I am a billionaire

Lyra's pupils dilated, "Melissa's missing?" "Yes. And this is not an ordinary default withdrawal. There must be something wrong. Melissa is in very good state before the recording of the show and is getting along with the other contestants. So it's impossible for her to suddenly leave without saying anything." "I know. Continue the show filming first. Keep it quiet. Feel free to contactif there's anything else.” Lyra calmly arranged, "I will start to investigate this matter. Steady them." She hung up the phone and frowned tightly. After thinking about it, she dialed the phone number that was at the bottom of her phone's address book.

"Boss?" The person on the other side was very surprised and stuttered, "Is it really you?" "It's me." Lyra answered very succinctly.

The man on the other side immediately got excited, and even through the receiver, she could feel the man's shock and joy.

"Boss, you haven't contacted us for six or seven years. Is it something important this time? Darkbell will do anything for you!" Darkbell was a mysterious organization under her name, with agents all over the world and existing in all walks of life.

As long as Lyra gave a order, there was no information they can't get.

"Helpinvestigate Melissa's whereabouts, and | want the results in ten minutes. As for the matter ofnot contacting you, it's along story. I'll inform you when | have time." Lyra put down her phone, and her eyes were filled with worry.

Although she trusted Darkbell's efficiency, the more seconds that passed, the more unpredictable Melissa's safety became.

The phone rang once more and Lyra glanced at the time. Only eight minutes had passed.

"Boss, we have checked it out. Around noon, Melissa received a call from someone. This person asked her to coutside the shooting base, claiming to have an important matter to discuss with her." "Melissa went outside and was immediately charmed and stuffed into a trunk of a fake plate vehicle. That car drove off into the gravel hill outside Frayton. And after passing through a tunnel, the car was lost to surveillance." "I suspect she's near the gravel hill and should be kidnapped. What do you ..." The man asked tentatively.

"Okay, | get it, thanks to you guys this time." Lyra was incomparably calm and sober.

She checked the map the man had sent her and prepared to drive there.

The phone beeped twice, and there was a text message from an unfamiliar number.

"I have Melissa. Chere within one hour. If you go beyond the appointed time, you will be responsible for the consequences.

Only you can calone. If you dare to call the police or bring someone else, we will immediately kill her." The unknown number sent another message with a picture of Melissa being tied up and beaten.

Lyra leaned against her fiery red Magotan and was lost in thought.

The person who kidnapped Melissa threatened her, but did not want money. And it was deliberately stressed that she needed to go there alone ...

Could it be the member of Lloyd family? She didn't think so. The person seemed to know her very well, and the mean to cause her memory loss was almost seamless. It was impossible to reveal so many flaws as this tfor Darkbell to be able to find out.

After thinking about it, she roughly identified the real culprit behind the kidnapping.

Lyra turned off the navigation to the hill and headed back to Keith's villa.

She changed out of her professional outfit and put on a sports suit instead.

The black-based sportswear made her skin look more fair, and the slim-fitting style outlined her body shape just right.

She tied her long hair into a high ponytail, making her valiant and heroic in bearing.

"Didn't you just cback here? Why are you going out again?" Connie heard her footsteps coming down from upstairs and nagged her, "Miss, you've been busy at the company these days, working around the clock. Since you cback, you'd better take a good rest. Your health is the essential to your career." She rambled on, and as soon as she turned around, her jaw dropped open in shock at the sight of Lyra in her sportswear.

"Miss, this is a really valiant outfit! It's a different look than you usually have!" Connie gave an approving look, "Are you going to do workout?" "Fighting." Lyra waved her hand.

"Huh?! Fighting?" Connie was so shocked that she thought she had misheard and asked, "You're going to fight? Is that really possible?" She looked at Lyra's thin body and gradually worried about her.

"Don't worry about me." Lyra grabbed her bag and strode out, speeding in Magotan and following the navigation directions towards the hill.

Connie looked at her back and sighed once more at Lyra's valor, then suddenly called Keith to inform him, being afraid that she would be at a disadvantage.

"Mr. Keith, Miss says she is going to fight. You have to put the work at hand on hold!" Connie said fervently, "What if something happens to Miss?!" "Okay, | got it." Keith frowned and sighed helplessly.

"How's the plan going? Did you get that woman tied up?" Charlotte asked impatiently as she got through the phone.

Irene replied lazily, "Of course, after all, | arranged it. So, naturally there will be no problem." Charlotte got an affirmative answer and was suddenly cheered up. When she looked out of the window, she even thought the chattering sparrows were a lot more pleasing to her eyes.

"Have you texted the bitch yet? Nothing's going to miss, right?" While being pleased, she didn't forget the rigor of the plan, "What if she calls the police? Or tell Keith. Keith is not to be messed with." "Don't worry. | have investigated. She and this woman named Melissa are very close since they were in the orphanage. She won't dare." Irene didn't care a dump.

"I have already ordered someone to inform her. If she dares to bring someone else here, we'll kill her. She doesn't have the guts." Outside the ward, there was a sudden sound of footsteps. Charlotte thought it was a nurse or a doctor walking in the corridor and didn't pay attention to it.

"If this plan comes to fruition, she'll have to say goodbye to the world for good." Charlotte was so excited that the thought of Lyra no longer being in her way made her want to set off fireworks to celebrate.

Irene was also relieved to have Lyra, who was always hanging around in front of Keith, out of the way, so that no one can be a stumbling block in her pursuit of love.

"Thanks to you this time. When | get out of the hospital ..." Charlotte was in the middle of a very interesting conversation when the door opened.

Melvin stood at the door, and his face looked grim.

"Melvin, what are you doing here?!" Charlotte panicked for a moment and immediately hung up the phone.

"I was casually chatting with a friend and didn't pay attention over there ..." She had obviously arranged for a bodyguard to guard the door, which was why she let her guard down and chatted with Irene without scruple.

And she wondered if Melvin heard it or not?