After Divorce I Am A Billionaire

Chapter 80

She looked at the shattered screen with regret and shook her head.

"Long time no see. Your temper still hasn't changed a bit. Unfortunately, bad temper, withe less ability."

After saying that, she gently let go and the cracked screen that was caused by Fiona was added a few more cracks.

"Why are you here again?!"

Fiona emerged from the lobby with the memory of Lyra who asked for payment of debt which was still fresh in her mind, but her noble rich wife life will never allow her to be timid.

"You're a loser. You're divorced and you're causing trouble for my son. My son is really unlucky."

"Yes, your son is unlucky, and he will be more unlucky in the future." Lyra curbed her smile and asked with a cold face, "So tell me, where did Melvin go?"

"How would I know? You don't have to pester my son! While saying you want to leave him, you are still chasing after him. That is a good trick to capture him. Are you mean?"

Fiona rolled her eyes unabashedly.

Lyra simply laughed at that.

Sheila came down from the stairs and glared at her.

"And you deserve to know where my brother is? My brother already has Charlotte. Why are you still shameless? Bitch?"

The humiliation of being screwed by Lyra twice before was still fresh in Sheila's mind.

She didn't dare to walk over, but only dared to stand on the stairs, gritting her teeth and glaring at her. She showed her hatred to Lyra with her eyes and continued to snipe with words.

"If you are not a mistress of Keith, you won't ride the high horse. You look like a vixen. You're a bitch! You're no match for Charlotte!"

"Charlotte will soon marry into the Freeman family, so don't insult yourself here and get out!"

Lyra leaned against the wall and quietly listened to her words.

"Have time to turn on your phone that you use as a slate. Take a good look at today's news. Your precious Charlotte does not seem to be in a good situation."

Neither Fiona nor Sheila had watched the news and were confused about the meaning of her words.

Lyra stroked her hair around her ears. Her neck raised slightly, and she looked the whole of the Freeman Manor around before continuing.

"Although Melvin is not here, but it does not matter. There is something I came to inform you. You have been living too comfortably this day, which makes me feel uncomfortable."

"What do you ... you mean?"

Sheila was stunned by the cold aura of Lyra's entire body.

From the experiences when she was screwed up, she subconsciously looked out the door to see if there were any bodyguards.

Lyra smiled faintly, which was gentle and lovely.

"So the Freeman family prepares to go bankrupt."

When she said this, her face was calm, as if she was just recounting a commonplace event.

After that, she got straight into her car, put her foot on the accelerator and left the Freeman family.

Only the exasperated mother and daughter who were cursing her constantly were left behind.

"Mom! Listen to this bitch. She's crazy as hell!" Sheila's hands shook with anger.

Fiona didn't look good as well.

"Mom, Keith won't really help her destroy our family, will he?"

Fiona shook her head without hesitation, "How is it possible!? Keith is powerful, but the Freeman group is also not weak at all. Even if Keith likes her, it is impossible to fight the Freeman group for her."

That was true, but that bitch Lyra actually came to the Freeman Manor to provoke them!

Fiona simply wanted to puke at Lyra's arrogant and frivolous look!

If she didn't give this bitch a good beating, how could she endure this!?

...

Lyra drove down the highway while making a plan in her mind.

The best way to put the Freeman family out of business was to start with the Freeman group, but the Freeman group is a big, prestigious company in Frayton, and it was not easy to bring it down in the short term with her own power, not to mention that she now had a mission given by her dad.

With the plan weighing on her mind, she returned to the villa.

Just as she walked into the garden, Keith was waiting for her at the door and saw her coming with a mysterious look on his face.

"What's wrong?"

Lyra, who was unsure, went straight ahead and prepared to go in, "Keith, I have business to deal with, so just say what you have to say."

"There is an old friend waiting for you inside. Guess who?"

Lyra looked at him who was mysterious and headed upstairs with a puzzled look on her face.

A man with a tall back and elegant air was standing in the hall. Upon hearing Lyra's footsteps, he turned around sharply and met her clear eyes.

"Garrett?" asked Lyra in disbelief.

"Lyra! I haven't seen you for six years. You're getting more and more mature. I never thought I'd see you again." Garrett was excited, "What happened six years ago? Why do you end up in Frayton?"

"It's all over."

Lyra smiled at him in a calm manner.

"How long have you been waiting? Have a seat?"

She greeted him and asked him to sit on a main couch while she sat on a side couch. Her slender fingers picked up a tea kettle and poured a cup of tea for Garrett.

Garrett look at her hands which were still graceful. Her childish and innocent little face six years ago had become mature, sensual and beautiful. His heart was full of emotion.

"You've really changed a lot over the years."

"Now I'm not a child anymore, of course I will change."

Lyra smiled and led the conversation, "I haven't seen you in so many years. Why don't we have dinner here today before you leave?"

Garrett did not regard her as an outsider, "Of course, how about we drink and talk about the old days tonight?"

"Garrett, don't get drunk today! I'll laugh you!"

Keith came in from outside and patted Garrett's shoulder familiarly, "I remember a few years ago when we were drinking together and you fell over. It scared me and almost put you in the hospital."

"Come on, I'm not the same as I was a few years ago. I can drink like a fish. Try it out if you don't believe me."

Lyra silently followed behind the two, watching their backs with a lot of emotion.

It seemed like it'd been a long time since she hadn't got together with an old friend. Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

The three years she spent with Melvin almost made her forget her original confident, enthusiastic and cheerful self.

To celebrate the meeting of long-time friends, Keith opened a bottle of French wine that he had been saving for a long time.

"Look down on my drinking ability? Fooling me with just a bottle of wine?" Garrett jokingly punched him on the shoulder.

"Do not underestimate this bottle of wine. I went to Fospona two years ago when I visited Chateau Latour and brought back. The alcohol content is not low, even when Rara was back, I did not take out for her. You can try it."

Keith took out three crystal goblets, poured a little wine and handed it to him.

Garrett took the goblet and sniffed it before slowly sipping a little.

"Good wine indeed!"

The three of them clinked their glasses and drank their wine in one go.

It was already late at night after they drank and exchanged a lot.

From Garrett's face, they could tell he was a little drunk. He looked at Lyra's slightly red face and thought for a long time.

"Lyra, I heard Keith say something about you when he came over. How have you been these past few years ...? That man he ..."