After Divorce I Am A Billionaire by Vivian

Lyra was silent for a few seconds before she said, "Okay, I get it."

Wesley, the old fox, wasn't he out of Frayton by Ashley?

He came back so fast.

She thought and subconsciously looked at the man who was still scrubbing the floor.

Men with broad shoulders and narrow waists, white shirts with black pants. Unexpectedly, it was harmonious.

From Mr. Freeman to a manservant, he adapted quickly. It was so quick that Lyra wondered if he'd been through something similar before. Or had the experience of training?

Despite doing a very humiliating thing, his whole body still exuded an air of reserve, as if the nobility was engraved into the bones.

And Lyra found that, because he was very tall, when he wiped the floor he can only curl his legs and kneels. Only a short time, he seemed to start sweating again, and there was blood on his blood.

It seemed like this position ... he was not only tired, but also very painful?

His waist ...

Lyra stepped forward, and her was tone light, "Don't wipe. You can come back and do it again. Now come with me to the office."

When she finished, she turned her head and left, but when she turned around, she glanced at him who sighed in relief.

And when he got up, he intentionally held the right side of the back, and quietly rubbed his knee.

Lyra did not say anything, lightly withdrew her eyes, took the lead out of the door. Melvin silently followed her in the car.

The Freeman group.

As she just walked to the president's office door, the door was not completely closed.

Wesley the old fox's rampant voice came out.

"Call and ask where she is. Get her ass over here and meet me! The Freemans are not dead yet, when it is a divorced woman turn's to take charge of ..."

Lyra stood in the doorway listening for a moment, turned her head and asked Melvin, "Go in there later. Do you know what to do?"

Melvin nodded, "Tell it like it is."

pushed the door open and walked in, looking at the person sitting on the parlor

time no see. Your temper did not change a bit. No wonder old Freeman at first can not

nail on the head

always been angry about,

do you talk

the couch opposite him with a flat face and sneered, "Gentle and courteous

"You!"

her. His beard stuck

made Wesley's aura significantly weaker

educate her, glanced at the familiar figure standing next to

closely. Wasn't Melvin who had been missing for some

when did you come back? If you're back, why are you still condoning

"Wesley, I only came back yesterday afternoon, and by the time I got

"Fuck the deal!"

shares given by old Freeman. You have ran the group for many years. In front of the shareholders, you are very authoritative. How can you let this

of the company were acquired by her, and

"What?"

how this was a little different from

to her, had the good sense to

face was black as the bottom of a

had not returned either, the company would indeed

power for so many years,

redirected his attention to Melvin, who

At least you are the second largest shareholder of the company. Come

looked back at

and did not answer. His head bowed like a proud

look, Lyra looked back at Wesley and explained with a smile, "I spoke for him because he is now my servant.

incredulously, glancing back and forth between Lyra

that he had to digested

to sell yourself? You've disgraced the Freeman family by being submissive and

himself was a traditional-minded old

the only one that

person in charge, Melvin did bring the Freeman group to unprecedented heights after he took office, allowing him to live a

was being held