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.

working day. Mr. Lloyd, Mr. Freeman, please,

leaving and

a step forward and stopped him, his eyes

go over the top in front of him, so he just smiled and looked at Lyra, "You haven't eaten yet, right? Why don't

even think about

no dinner,

was gloomy as hell, but

had such a sharp

Melvin, but opened his

the two men glowering at

No, not

would take these two men away and

home myself, just so that I can familiarize myself with

that, she hurriedly got into the Santana and quickly

the two men there were still in

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

him, "I grew up with her,

words, Melvin's face changed

to you. Keep your eyes on the person in front of him you, and stop coveting

upstairs with Jalen at a

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

Due to the dim light, his expression also became

looked at his boss from afar and became more

Keith Lloyd for Lyra Bradley. Didn't he

it be fair

driven abroad by the old Freeman and gone

cherish her. But now he

sent a text message to Charlotte,

that Miss Matthews would find a way to get the president's heart

"Fred, go!"

mind, shouted and then quickly got into the car, waiting

trotted over to the driver's

...

Lyra was lost.

she was driving at the most complicated multi-directional forks in Frayton, so

two turns on

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

the rearview mirror, she saw the familiar