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.

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

leaving and hurried to pull her

moved a step forward and stopped him, his eyes flashing with

couldn't go over the top in front of him, so he just smiled and looked at

didn't even think about

no dinner, no

gloomy as hell, but Keith snorted with

little princess had such

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

her head and saw the two

was speechless. No, not again

God would take these two men

myself, just

she hurriedly got into the

the two men there

either, Melvin smirked, "It

him, "I grew up with her, together. I know her better

the words, Melvin's face

that, Keith was delighted, "A kind reminder to you. Keep your eyes on the person in front of him

that, Keith walked upstairs with Jalen at a

he had seen what happened in the underground parking from the monitor screen back then, so he immediately instructed his men to seal the entrance of the

stood straight. Due to

from afar and became more

went tit-for-tat with Keith Lloyd for Lyra Bradley. Didn't he

would it be fair

girl, who had been driven abroad by the old Freeman and gone through numerous hardships for the sake of

he would marry Miss Matthews and cherish her. But now

angrily and he sent a text message to Charlotte, telling her briefly about what

a way to get the president's heart back again

"Fred, go!"

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

his thoughts and trotted over to the driver's seat and

...

Lyra was lost.

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

already made two turns on the

looked familiar. She suddenly realized that the car had been following her since

the rearview mirror, she saw the familiar license plate of