After divorce I am a billionaire

Chapter 21 Battlefield of Men

A discordant voice in the distance suddenly interrupted them.

And it dissipated the sexual tension between the two.

Keith, with a long face, forcibly pulled the two apart before throwing a punch at Melvin's face.

It was too quick for Melvin to dodge. He grunted in pain, and was forced two steps back by this punch.

He tasted the rustiness and raised his hand to wipe off the blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.

Lyra had been guarded behind Keith. Seeing Melvin being hit, she felt a bit worried at first, but soon satisfaction was written all over her face. She almost clapped her hands and cheered.

That jerk dared bully her. A punch was too merciful to him!

She wanted to see him get beaten up!

"I heard that Mr. Freeman has a new girlfriend already, but you're still pestering your ex-wife. That's inappropriate, right?" Keith gave a half smile, resuming his usual gentlemanly manner, as if he was not the one who just threw a punch.

Melvin stared back at him, even though his face was bruised, he was no inferior to Keith.

"After all, an ex-wife was once a wife, but Mr. Lloyd, who are you to defend my ex-wife?"

He deliberately stressed on the word "my", like a proud lion announcing his ownership, in face of the enemy who coveted his prey.

Just because I'm her brother!

The smile on Keith's face faded away.

But he didn't say it out, as Lyra's grip on his arm tightened.

He grunted, "Mr. Freeman, you're funny. Lyra is an independent individual. She is entitled to choose anyone she likes. What rights do you have to selfishly classify her as your belongings?"

The two stared at each other, neck and neck, no conceding.

They seemed to be fighting with glares, eager to send the other side to hell, but it was too close to call.

One could almost smell the fire and smoke of the battlefield here.

Lyra, however, felt suffocated by it. She was exhausted after a long day of work and just wanted to get this damn fight over with.

She coughed, "It's late. Tomorrow is still a working day. Mr. Lloyd, Mr. Freeman, please, just leave."

leaving and hurried to pull her

a step forward and stopped him, his eyes flashing with

top in front of him, so he just smiled and looked at Lyra, "You haven't eaten yet, right? Why



as hell, but

had such a sharp

Melvin, but opened his mouth to ask Lyra, "Rara, it's getting dark. Shall I take

her head and saw the two men glowering at each other

was speechless. No,

take these two

myself, just so that I can

into the Santana

men there were

Melvin smirked, "It seems Mr. Lloyd still doesn't know my

"I grew up with her,

the words, Melvin's face

reminder to you. Keep your eyes on the person in front of him you, and stop coveting the person you've lost

walked upstairs with Jalen

immediately instructed his men to seal the entrance of the lowest

to the dim light, his expression also became

afar and became more

went tit-for-tat with Keith Lloyd for Lyra Bradley. Didn't

would it be fair to Miss

driven abroad by the old Freeman and gone through

said he would marry Miss Matthews and cherish her. But now he turned a cold shoulder

text message to Charlotte, telling her briefly about

that Miss Matthews would find a way to get the president's heart back again after

"Fred, go!"

quickly got into the car, waiting for Fred to

and trotted over to


Lyra was lost.

was driving at the most complicated multi-directional forks in

two turns on the

She suddenly realized that the car had been following her

rearview mirror, she saw the familiar license plate

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