After Divorce I Am A Billionaire by Vivian

"At Keith's villa?"

Irene sat up from her bed in shock as she felt wide awake.

"Get your story straight. How does Abigail get involved with him?"

"Have you forgotten? Since Lyra and Melvin divorced, she and Keith have been very close. Although Melvin transferred Seaside Villa to her, she doesn't live there, and we haven't been able to find out where she lives."

"What do you mean by that?" Irene frowned.

"Isn't obvious enough what I mean?" Charlotte rolled her eyes, "It means she's most likely living with Keith! There's no sign of Abigail in the whole Frayton, so it's likely Lyra is hiding her in Keith's villa!"

After thinking about it, Irene felt that Charlotte had a point and immediately sent someone to check it out.

Hanging up the phone, Charlotte tossed it aside in annoyance and leaned back against the bed to wait for her message.

Abigail did not die, but became a vegetable. The fact had been like a thorn in her heart.

No matter how proud she was in front of people, Abigail's presence always reminded her of her identity as an illegitimate daughter.

After becoming the heiress to the Matthews Group, she had been looking for an opportunity to fix Abigail, but Katelyn had been watching too closely and never left the ward.

She couldn't find a right time to do it.

But as long as Abigail was still alive in this world, her position as the heiress of the Matthews Group will not be secure.

She will inevitably be compared with Abigail by the outside world.

This time, Abigail's disappearance was a great opportunity, and she must take advantage of it to get rid of the two most obstructive people!

The sky was gradually bright, and the early morning sunlight was spilling over every corner, gently waking up the city.

Charlotte looked out the window at the increasingly bright sky and grew more and more anxious.

The phone rang. She took the phone as soon as she could, quickly unlocked the phone and connected, "How is it? Any news?"

Abigail must be at Keith's villa, the people sent there said that the villa bodyguards have nearly tripled in number.

the Frazier Group are powerful and influential,

Charlotte was deflated.

at a loss for words and had no idea what

arrangement. Don't need you

hung up the phone and threw

been cold, but he pampered Lyra who

Abigail might both be at his house

Irene thought about it, the angrier she got. She decided to

sleep. Hurry up

was still asleep,

for me immediately. If you make any mistakes, I'll hold you

and was tempted to retort that he was only a bodyguard and should let her

...

an early flight from the neighbor city back to Frayton immediately after the flight

turned back to his apartment and decided to take a

into the garage, opened the door gently, and before he could close it tightly, he saw

his head, he found it

smoke, his

flustered, trying his best to prevent his

assistant, Fred's residence was also under his personal arrangements, so

can I do

anything, so

"Where have you been?"

he asked. The cigarette in his long fingers was extinguished in the ashtray. His icy eyes were like a

usually I don't

"Is that so?"

folded over the other. His fingers resting on the back of

felt a powerful

all about this, boss. I just went

you disappoint

hint of exhaustion flashed across Melvin's face, "Do you really