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."

when her wrist was suddenly clutched by

I was out drinking with my friends. I was separated from them. My phone was broken by those

the girl continued, "My name is

her phone, it was

remote, thus indeed rather dangerous for

Where's your

No.

hand, as if she had found something extremely

didn't let go until she got on

exhausted and soon

from time to time, and when she saw that

phone was running out of battery, so she called out to her twice to

so it was very quiet in

and suddenly realized that something

she was out drinking with friends, and although her face was flushed,

she didn't

remote place in the suburbs, with

Katrina was pretending!

wind sweeping by

she grab the hand that was reaching out to

syringe was two millimeters short of piercing the skin on her

you... see

not expected Lyra to crack her trick so quickly, so she stopped pretending. She increased strength on both hands, hellbent on stabbing

with only one hand. The car was driving at a constant speed in the countryside when she

and flipped straight over,

protected by an airbag, Lyra only scraped her forehead and got out of

a pity that the car had not been with her for long before it died a glorious

seat did not come out, Lyra opened the car door and personally carried Katrina out of the car, who had

methods, Lyra finally

"Why did you save me? I hurt

answer her question, but

and looked away

me guess, Charlotte

a such a skilled assassin; plus the fact that Charlotte became the Matton Corp's heir, Lyra concluded that the two were

question, "I failed and you got

you?" Lyra gave a sarcastic smile, "How

at