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."

Lyra withdrew her eyes in satisfaction, pushed the door open and walked in, looking at the person sitting on the parlor

not change a bit. No wonder old Freeman at first can not rest

words hit the nail on the head and

being looked up to by his father was something he had always been angry about, and when Lyra mentioned it, his whole face instantly

do you talk to your

opposite him with a flat face and sneered, "Gentle and courteous elders do

"You!"

glared at her. His beard

obviously seated. Lyra's calmness made Wesley's

before he had time to continue to educate her, glanced at

Wasn't Melvin who had been missing

come back? If you're back, why

afternoon, and by the time I got back, it was

"Fuck the deal!"

have ran the group for

the shares of the company were acquired by her, and there are no other shareholders. She is the largest shareholder of

"What?"

this was a little

her, had the good sense to put the company share book

reviewed it, and suddenly his face was black as the

either, the company would indeed be left to her to

been thinking about the position of the power for so many years, he

redirected his attention to Melvin, who

standing there? At least you are the second largest shareholder of the company.

also looked

answer. His head bowed

Lyra looked back at Wesley and explained with a smile, "I spoke for him because he is now my servant. He is certainly only worthy to stand when talking between

and forth between Lyra and

he had to

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

himself was a traditional-minded

the Freeman family was the only one that had produced such a competitive

overtaken him to get the position of the person in charge, Melvin did bring the Freeman group to unprecedented heights after he

was being held