After Divorce I Am A Billionaire by Vivian

"What did they say?"

Keith frowned and waited for his answer with interest.

"Mr. Frazier has confined Miss Irene. She is not allowed to come out without his order." The butler replied respectfully.

Keith grunted, "Good, so she can no longer come to Frayton to make troubles. I finally can a peaceful life for a while."

He waved his hand, gesturing the butler to leave, while he himself continued to stare at the closed door of the room.

The Frazier's residence in Suham.

Irene went into a frenzy in her room.

"This is too much for dad! How can he lock me in my room and not even let me out this door!"

A servant approached her timidly and comforted her in a soft voice, "Miss, don't be too sad. You're just grounded. You can stay at home in peace for a while and it will be over soon."

"You know nothing about it! Get the hell out of here!"

Irene took out all the flowers from a vase and threw them at the servant, "Get out! Don't annoy me!"

As if she didn't feel relieved enough, she grabbed the vase and slammed it on the ground hard.

"Miss, you can't do that! This is a crystal vase. Madam brought it back from Fospona. It's worth a lot of money. You can't throw it!"

The servant looked at the vase whose brim was broken and was very distressed, but did not dare to go forward easily to stop it.

"All these things are my family's. I can throw them as I want! How dare you, a servant , tell me what to do? If you dare to talk too much again, I'll pull out your tongue!"

She pushed all the cosmetics off the table, and there was a crackling and crunching sound on the floor that was very harsh.

The servant knew that any further persuasion would be self-defeating, so she simply shut her mouth, closed the door and left.

Mr. Frazier and Mrs. Frazier naturally heard Irene's rant upstairs, and Mr. Frazier grimaced and threw his cigarette into an ashtray.

"Look at the good daughter you've taught!"

"What are you taking about?"

Mrs. Frazier was displeased, "Is she not your daughter? You want to get rid of your responsibility?"

I am, he insists. If we let her continue to act arbitrarily, the Frazier family

"You!"

just about to sass back when Garrett Frazier, who had come down from upstairs,

normal she's in a

to vent out! Listen, if she keeps doing it like this, all those world-class treasures at home will be gone in a

and sighed repeatedly, regretting that his daughter did not live up to

was still faintly audible, and Garrett pondered

decorative plate and was about to smash it on

Miss Irene so much?" Garrett took the plate from her hand and pulled her

"Garrett!"

his arm and was aggrieved, "Just for a divorced woman, Keith

her face

as simple as

the villa and treating her so tenderly and considerately. How do you expect me to

look on her

Lyra, okay!?" She shook his arm and pouted, "Can you

Irene's

"Lyra, an orphan from Frayton orphanage. What qualification does she have to steal

Lyra ...

was too

Could it be her?

how can she be an

head to digest her words, with suspicion rising in

wrong

abnormality

you have

some time ago. I guess there are photos of her face online.

Garrett shook his head.

attention to internet gossip, but what Irene said was not accessible at all in Suham. It looked like the news was blocked by someone of one

it be

Lloyd family want to block Suham's news

doubts and speculations in his mind grew deeper and

the couch and

out her phone, found out a photo of Lyra that

bitch is dead, no one

the photos on her phone, and

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