After Divorce I Am A Billionaire by Vivian

"Well, just average."

Rachel sounded modest, but smugness was written all over her face. "Let me introduce to you. This is my boyfriend Louis Dillon, the Deputy General Manager of the Business Department of Cloudbound. Oh, he earned 800,000 a year."

She deliberately emphasized the last few sentences, and Louis smiled proudly with that big gold tooth exposed.

She was waiting to see Lyra's face, expecting to satisfy her own vanity.

But Lyra only looked indifferent.

This exasperated Rachel. Lyra had always loved to pretend, putting on that aloof look all the time. Rachel wanted to rip that mask off her!

"I heard you got divorced?"

Rachel said, sizing her up and down. Seeing Lyra in what seemed to be office uniform, she snickered, "You're a saleswoman here? It's only been a few years, and you've become like this?"

Lyra stared at her like she was looking at a fool, and she replied with a half smile, "I came to buy a car."

She then withdrew her gaze, turned her head and went inside to start browsing the cars along with the shop assistant, not intending to put too much energy on those irrelevant people.

Rachel was more furious when she saw that Lyra was ignoring her, and still looked as high and mighty as before.

Two days ago, she went back to the orphanage and heard that Lyra was not only divorced, but also left without getting any property.

But she was actually here to buy a car today?

"I'd like to see what kind of car you can afford." Staring at Lyra's back, Rachel muttered to herself. Then she turned to looked behind her at Louis, pouting, "Honey, honey, let's take a look inside. After all, it is your gift for me. I want to choose carefully and pick the most outstanding and suitable car for myself."

Louis, who was still daydreaming about Lyra's enticing body, agreed immediately when Rachel asked to go inside as well.

Lyra in the inner area headed to the VW economy car sections eventually.

She didn't really have a thing for luxury; she pursued more of simpleness and utility.

Lyra was gonna make a quick decision, when Rachel's voice suddenly came from behind,

"Who would've thought that you come here to for some cheap car like the Volkswagen Magotan. You ain't having a good time after the divorce, I guess?"

looked at Lyra

attention to her, treating her like she

former friendship, I can ask my boyfriend to introduce you some

and when he heard

friend. You can add me on

glared at him. Having been with him for two and a half years, she already knew what a womanizer this man was, so she immediately

add her on Facebook? You want

it with a smile, but the look she gave Louis was utterly

face changed slightly and he hastily wrapped his arm around her waist, "No, how's that possible. You

displaying their affection on purpose. Lyra was annoyed from listening to

men,

"Stop there!"

trying to leave, Rachel came after her, very upset that Louis had obviously just had

her from before, and now she still

she became, and her words grew harsher. She taunted, "I'm helping you with good intentions. What are you pretending? You took out a loan to buy the car, right? Wouldn't it be better to have a boyfriend

threw a glance

here, and that they had spent a hard time in the orphanage together, after all, Lyra didn't intend to argue with her. She planned to leave as soon as she bought the car. They weren't gonna meet each other in

she didn't dare to talk back,

a whore cast away by the Freeman's. What are you so proud of? Do you really think you are superior to

not loud, reached Lyra's ears

did you say?" Lyra's footsteps jerked to a

the chill in her eyes, but the next second she resumed her smug look, "You

grew grimmer

going to let you off the hook,

bit intimidated by her strong presence

then Lyra walked out of place without looking

doesn't know bluffing? My boyfriend is the Deputy General Manager of Cloudbound. You dare to threaten me? You're

Lyra's departure, making up for the two seconds

Lyra's words seriously. She said to

want a little BMW, a sports car. You're the

stiffened for a second. His annual salary was only 800,000, a BMW sports car could bite a large

so it would be too

each other, looking very