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,

leaving and hurried to pull

a step forward and stopped him, his eyes

he just smiled and looked at Lyra, "You haven't eaten yet, right? Why don't you join

even

no

hell, but

princess had such a

stared at Melvin, but opened his mouth to

saw the two

was speechless. No,

wished God would take these two men away and

tiredly, "No, I'll drive home myself, just so that I can familiarize myself with the

saying that, she hurriedly got into

the two men there were still in

invitation either, Melvin smirked, "It seems Mr. Lloyd still doesn't know my

him, "I grew up with her, together.

the words, Melvin's face

reminder to you. Keep your eyes on the person in front

that, Keith walked upstairs with Jalen

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

garage, Melvin stood straight. Due to

looked at his boss from afar

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

be fair

driven abroad by the

her. But now he turned a cold shoulder to her.

he sent a text message to Charlotte, telling

hoped that Miss Matthews would find a way to get

"Fred, go!"

then quickly got into the car, waiting for Fred to come over

and trotted over

...

Lyra was lost.

the most complicated multi-directional forks in Frayton, so she was led into who-knows-where by

two turns on the same

she spotted a car behind that looked familiar. She suddenly realized

saw the familiar license plate