After Divorce I Am A Billionaire by Vivian

Chapter 21 Battlefield of Men

A discordant voice in the distance suddenly interrupted them.

And it dissipated the sexual tension between the two.

Keith, with a long face, forcibly pulled the two apart before throwing a punch at Melvin's face.

It was too quick for Melvin to dodge. He grunted in pain, and was forced two steps back by this punch.

He tasted the rustiness and raised his hand to wipe off the blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.

Lyra had been guarded behind Keith. Seeing Melvin being hit, she felt a bit worried at first, but soon satisfaction was written all over her face. She almost clapped her hands and cheered.

That jerk dared bully her. A punch was too merciful to him!

She wanted to see him get beaten up!

"I heard that Mr. Freeman has a new girlfriend already, but you're still pestering your ex-wife. That's inappropriate, right?" Keith gave a half smile, resuming his usual gentlemanly manner, as if he was not the one who just threw a punch.

Melvin stared back at him, even though his face was bruised, he was no inferior to Keith.

"After all, an ex-wife was once a wife, but Mr. Lloyd, who are you to defend my ex-wife?"

He deliberately stressed on the word "my", like a proud lion announcing his ownership, in face of the enemy who coveted his prey.

Just because I'm her brother!

The smile on Keith's face faded away.

But he didn't say it out, as Lyra's grip on his arm tightened.

He grunted, "Mr. Freeman, you're funny. Lyra is an independent individual. She is entitled to choose anyone she likes. What rights do you have to selfishly classify her as your belongings?"

The two stared at each other, neck and neck, no conceding.

They seemed to be fighting with glares, eager to send the other side to hell, but it was too close to call.

One could almost smell the fire and smoke of the battlefield here.

Lyra, however, felt suffocated by it. She was exhausted after a long day of work and just wanted to get this damn fight over with.

coughed, "It's late. Tomorrow is still a working day. Mr. Lloyd, Mr. Freeman,

she was leaving and hurried to

and stopped him, his eyes flashing with

of him, so he just smiled and looked at Lyra, "You haven't eaten yet, right? Why don't you join me for dinner

even think about

hungry, no dinner,

hell,

had such a sharp

victory. Keith provocatively stared at Melvin, but opened his mouth to ask Lyra, "Rara, it's getting dark. Shall I take you

head and saw the two men glowering at each other

speechless. No,

God would take these two men

drive home myself, just so that I can familiarize myself

into the

there were still in the

didn't say yes to Keith's invitation either, Melvin smirked, "It seems Mr. Lloyd

up with her, together. I know her

Melvin's

on the person in front

with Jalen at a

instructed his men to seal the entrance of the lowest floor, not allowing any employees to be there. Otherwise, his little princess would have gotten into

the garage, Melvin stood straight. Due to the dim

from afar

tit-for-tat with Keith Lloyd for Lyra Bradley. Didn't he realize how much

be

had been driven abroad by the old Freeman and gone through numerous hardships

the boss said he would marry Miss Matthews and cherish her. But now he turned a cold

a text message to Charlotte, telling her briefly about what happened

would find a way to

"Fred, go!"

with something suddenly came to mind, shouted and then quickly got into the car, waiting for Fred

thoughts and trotted over to the driver's seat and

...

Lyra was lost.

a weak signal, and she was driving at the most complicated multi-directional forks in Frayton, so she was

made two turns on

inadvertent glance, she spotted a car behind that looked familiar. She suddenly realized that the car had been

rearview mirror, she saw the familiar license plate