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."

the door open and walked in, looking

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

nail on the head and poked Wesley in the

to by his father was something he had always been angry about, and when Lyra mentioned it, his whole face instantly turned green with

you

couch opposite him with a flat face and

"You!"

her. His beard stuck

made Wesley's aura

to continue to educate her, glanced at the familiar figure

closely. Wasn't Melvin who had been

you're back, why are you still condoning this woman

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

"Fuck the deal!"

that he slapped the coffee table, "You are the holder of 40% of the shares given by old Freeman. You have ran the group for many years. In front of the shareholders, you

the exception of your 15%, all the shares of the company were acquired by her, and there are no other shareholders.

"What?"

a little different from

sense to put the company share book on

it, and suddenly his face was black as the

had not returned either, the company would

had been thinking about the position of the power for so many years, he can not

redirected his attention to Melvin,

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

also looked back

did not answer. His head bowed like a proud

for him because he is now my servant. He is certainly

glancing back and forth between Lyra and

had to digested

reacted, he was furious, "Bastard! Did you sign a contract to sell yourself? You've disgraced the Freeman

a traditional-minded old

family was the only one that had produced

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

being held by