After Divorce I Am A Billionaire by Vivian

"I can't believe you noticed it."

The man was stunned for a moment, ripped off the stethoscope hanging around his neck and threw at him, "Then I won't pretend. If someone wants you dead, you won't walk out alive today!"

Fred forced himself to bear the pain of his injuries and was able to dodge his attack. With a backward roll, he kept a distance from this man.

"Who sent you?!"

"Didn't you already guess whom I’m with?"

The man rushed up with agility and wrestled with him in the small room.

"You no longer have any use. Living will only stand in the way of Miss Matthews. I advise you not to be insensitive. Go to hell!"

He locked Fred with his thick right arm and raised his left hand high to Fred's neck.

"I don't believe you! It's impossible! Miss Matthews won't hurt me. Who sent you to frame her up!"

Fred struggled violently and flexed his elbow, against him heavily on his chest.

The man dodged, and the syringe was knocked out of his hands. Fred took advantage of the situation to crouch down and quickly pick up the syringe.

"Good, how dare you be so rampant when you're on the verge of death. Hurry up and bring me the syringe! I'll send you to heaven!"

The doctor was completely enraged by him.

"Then we'll see if you've got what it takes." Fred covered the wound that was oozing blood from the violent movement and collided head-on with him.

Just as the two collided against each other, Fred saw the right moment to jab the needle hard into his back, pushing the sedative inside.

The man grunted and collapsed limply.

After doing all this, Fred sat down on the floor, panting heavily, and when he had recovered some strength, he did not hesitate to push open the door of the room.

Whether what the man said was true or not, he had to leave the Matthews family first.

going to find Charlotte and ask her himself if what this man said was

path Charlotte brought him in on last night, he felt his way to

answer from Charlotte, he couldn't care less about the wounds that started bleeding all over his body, and finally lost his strength and fell to

himself with his arms, trying not to fall

a red-skirted woman walking towards him, with a long fishtail

"Dazed?"

stood in front of him and observed him. Her icy voice sounded devoid of

only to feel that the tone was so familiar, trying to brace himself to lift his head to see who it was, but his eyes went black and he completely

found the woman standing

It was Lyra.

you're not

"Sorry to disappoint you."

dealing with Charlotte, she

you don't know that your Miss Matthews has been sent to the police for several crimes. And you, too, are not

"How is this possible!?"

were a mixture of shock and anger, "It must be you.

for what's really going on, you'd better

to

clear your name of those crimes! Even if I go to jail, I will still

I'll wait." Lyra snorted coldly, looking down at the raggedly dressed man from above, "But for now, you tell me first,

at her and lay

laughing at?" Lyra

at all, still the same as before

his smile and his tone was extraordinarily harsh, "I thought you will change and recognize reality after coming back from the death,

she didn't bother to explain to him and

tell you, no way! Boss will not like a woman who has a murderous

and he lay on the ground panting. His

limit to my patience, so I'll ask

shouted Fred hysterically, "When boss comes back,

"Very well."

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