After divorce I am a billionaire

#####Chapter 59 Interview in Person

"Well done." Despite the compliment, Melvin didn't seem like he actually mean it, his expression unfathomable.

He was browsing the files while Fred explained to him, "You asked me to look into the accident of that year, and my investigation found that Miss Matthews' itinerary back then did coincide exactly with the timeline of your car accident. That is to say, there's conclusive proof that Miss Matthews did save your life thirteen years ago."

Fred looked at him firmly.

As Melvin was carefully flipped through the pages, his eyebrows slightly knitted, but his eyes didn't show any particular emotion.

"Also, there is one more thing." Fred had a hesitant look on his face.

"Say it." Melvin gave him a glance that signaled him to continue.

"I've found more about the incident that happened to Miss Matthews a few days ago, and the results I got are attached to the end of the document."

Melvin did as he said and flipped over a few pages to see some photos.

He took a closer look at them and his brow were furrowed again.

The green Volkswagen Santana on the photo, however tattered it looked, he could recognize it right away.

At the thought of this, inexplicable irritation surged up in his heart; he tried hard to suppress it and kept on reading.

The rest of the photos were pretty much the same, except the last one being a little different.

The photo was clearly shot in a dark night, in which a few figures were faintly visible. Melvin looked very closely and recognized one of them was Lyra.

"According to these photos and Miss Carroll's movement that day, she was indeed present at the scene where Miss Matthews was beaten. And this one."

He pointed to one of the photos and said, "Lyra seemed to be making some kind of deal with someone. The person standing behind her looked like Jalen, Keith Lloyd's assistant. It's likely that Lyra had Keith do this. Anyway, no matter what the result is, this matter must be related to Lyra."

Melvin's face was still impassive, and he just continued to stare intently at the photos.

such a gentle and kind person. She shouldn't have

continued to urge, "You've got to seek justice for Miss Matthews. Teach Lyra a

looked at his eager expression and nodded. "Okay, let's go

on his face returned to its

Early the next morning.

hospital was

got up early, leaning against

lead to speculation about my intentions

Freeman Group and I are childhood friends, and we've been in

public affirmatively that I am definitely not a homewrecker, let alone breaking up his marriage with

gritted her teeth to try keeping the tears from

of reporters pressing their shutters, and the camera flashes were too dazzling for her, making her

dare let up a

misery to the public to

we wonder if it's okay for you to answer them?" A

as possible, "Ask away, and I

you not the one who married Mr. Freeman back then? What happened? Where were you when Lyra and Mr. Freeman got married? Why

hurt like this? Was it a retaliation for you being the mistress? Could you tell us

"And..."

her with an

enough, without any regard for

was so infuriated

that she almost lost it, she coughed lightly,

eyes, indicating that nobody should

for today. She needs to recuperate from her injuries, so if you have any

led the reporters out of the room, stood in

also privacy between my daughter and Mr. Freeman.

this time? Miss

evidence, and that evidence strongly suggests that it has everything to

tone resolute, "Whoever dare to hurt the heir of the Matthews family, we