After Divorce I Am A Billionaire by Vivian

It was a girl's voice.

"Shut up if you don't want to die." The scar-faced man was holding a dagger against the girl's cheek.

The other man, with one foot stepping on her chest, laughed wickedly.

The girl was so frightened that she could only nod in cooperation.

Seeing her gave up struggling, the two were even more pleased, "Babe, we haven't banged a woman for a long time. As long as you made us happy, we'll let you go afterwards."

The girl sobbed uncontrollably at his words.

The two men, lecherous grins on their faces, began to molest her.

Having just unbuttoned the collar of her shirt, one of the men felt a sudden blunt hit on the back of his head. Covering the bleeding wound with his hands, the man gave out a wail before collapsing.

The scar-faced man was startled by this sudden turn of events. He jerked his head to look and saw that it was a woman.

Lyra was holding the high heels in her hand, standing there like a queen in her all-white suits.

Once the scar-faced man saw her, his eyes lit up with surprise, "Yo, a feisty little kitty, I like it."

Fiddling with the high heels in her hand, Lyra sneered, "You like it? I'm way out of your league."

The scar-faced man was enraged. He cursed "bitch" and charged towards Lyra with his knife.

He was knocked down by Lyra in three strikes and couldn't even get up.

The girl huddled up into a ball out of fear, her whole body shaking, and her eyes filled with terror.

Her cheeks were tinted with redness, as if she was slightly drunk.

Looking at her cowering, Lyra suddenly felt an ache in her heart and an image flashed across her head so fast she couldn't even catch it.

She shook her head and the strange feeling she just had disappeared completely.

Perhaps... she was too tired today that she got hallucination?

Lyra did not think much about it and turned to look at the girl in the corner who looked about 18 years old.

"You're safe to go home."

saying that, she was ready leave when her wrist

met a pair of expectant eyes, "Miss, I was out drinking with my friends. I

Lyra hesitate, the girl continued, "My name is Katrina.

at her phone, it was already

late. Their current location was quite remote, thus indeed

Where's

308, No. 2, Sub

still clutching her hand, as if

go until she got

exhausted and soon fell

to time, and when she saw

the girl in the back seat was still sleeping soundly, Lyra's phone was running out of battery, so she called out to her twice to ask for more details about the address. But seeing that the girl did fall asleep, she didn't bother again and

so it

suddenly realized

said she was out drinking with friends, and although her face was flushed, she didn't smell a

didn't drink

base was located in a remote place in the suburbs, with no

Katrina was pretending!

wind sweeping by

the hand that was reaching out

short

did you... see

her trick so quickly, so she stopped pretending. She increased strength on

knew she couldn't hold for long with only one hand. The car was driving at a constant speed in the countryside when she pulled

car suddenly lost balance and flipped straight over, breaking the guardrail and rolling

the driver's seat was protected by an airbag, Lyra only scraped her forehead and

Lyra tsked. It was a pity that the car had

door and personally carried Katrina out of the car, who had passed out with her face and body injured, and laid her down

methods, Lyra finally managed to wake Katrina

saved her, Katrina seemed incredulous, "Why did you save me? I hurt you.

her a cold look and didn't answer her question, but only asked, "Who

was instantly mute and looked away

guess, Charlotte Matthews, or Irene

even if she could come up with such a meticulous plan, it would be impossible for her to hire a such a skilled assassin; plus the fact that Charlotte became the Matton Corp's heir, Lyra concluded that the two were probably

ignored her question, "I failed and

you?" Lyra gave a sarcastic smile, "How boring would

at her,