After Divorce I Am A Billionaire by Vivian

"No, don't worry. I took all the blame on myself. After the boss left, he ordered me to be imprisoned. That's why I was seriously injured. I escaped while the group was drunk at night."

Charlotte listened to his words and was stunned in place, and her eyes were full of dismay.

"Boss will not retain me anymore, and will even hold me responsible and dispose of me strictly. Can you take me in for a while? I'm injured and can't run far. But when I get better, I'll leave immediately."

Seeing Charlotte frozen, he didn't continue.

He hastily added humbly and eagerly, "Don't worry. I won't give you any trouble."

"That ... allows me to think about it." Charlotte subconsciously took a step back, "I'll try to take care of this properly."

Fred, who had lost Melvin's trust, was no longer of any value to her. But if she offended him openly, he would expose all of her wrongdoings after he left the Matthews’ House, which would be even more detrimental to her.

In order to ensure that the plan was foolproof, she can only pretend to care for him and take him in for a few days first.

"Of course it's no problem. You're hurt like this now. I can't just sit back and watch." Charlotte tugged on his sleeve, "I'll let you stay at the inferior room for the next two days. Is that okay?"

"I'm grateful that Miss Matthews is willing to take me in and give me a place to live, so how can I feel wronged?"

Fred looked at her excitedly with a look of sincerity and affection.

Charlotte answered with a smile on her face, but the moment she turned around, her face went cold.

What was the point of talking about return when he was obviously a worthless piece of shit?

Fred limped behind her. His eyes kept following her back and his heart admired her more.

After Charlotte set him up, she gave a few brief explanations and went back to her room.

She sat up in bed and made a phone call again. A shady look appeared on her face once again.

"When the dust settles tomorrow, I want you to kill him and put an end to it forever by using whatever method you have."

the other side, Charlotte coldly hung up the phone and threw it on

Early the next morning.

up and make

of life had long been outside the arena, holding cameras and microphones, and trying to get

the car

the promise that my fiancé, Mr. Freeman, gave to you. Because

room without fear and picked up the speech she had

about her confident

proud of herself after hearing the compliments

serious injury and stayed at the hospital for a week, during which a wreath

I didn't expect that she would be so heartless as to take my sister Abigail, who

Lyra's "crime", and even squeezed out tears when

were in an uproar and began to talk to each

stage, Charlotte continued her

not only to clear my name, but to speak out against her

into a lake, stirring up

the crowd of onlookers were shocked by her words and began to explode

the evidence? It is really difficult to convince the audience completely with empty

speaking from evidence, no one is

the evidence, forged in advance, onto

"This is the transaction record and screenshot of Lyra buying the fighter and deliberately hurting me. And this is the hospital

as a few pictures were

a society governed by the rule of law. She's too arrogant! A life for a life! Let's go to

numbers. We are

journalists on the scene all stood up, and the crowd outside the arena was

made. The corners of her mouth

The so-called truth you

sound of high heels hitting the

it was not loud, it