After divorce I am a billionaire
Chapter 107 Call me master
Melvin gave a sarcastic laugh.
This was a so-called right to choose. In fact, there was no choice.
Because of the long hours of standing, the wound on his waist opened up and blood gurgled out of it, making him dizzy with pain.
The innermost white shirt was stained and stuck uncomfortably to the wound.
Luckily, with the black blazer covering it, Lyra didn't even notice.
He compressed his thin lips and tried to smooth out his breathing so that no one could see the difference.
Okay, it was only one year. He can afford it!
He picked up the syringe, pulled his shirt sleeves up, aimed it at his arm, and injected it in hard as if he was venting.
Lyra watched without saying a word and frowned when she saw him pushing very hard as if he was abusing himself.
She heard that this would be very painful when injected, and she would like to see how long he can be proud.
But in a few seconds, the drug directly went into his arm.
Snap --
It was the sound of a syringe falling to the floor.
Melvin pressed his lips, biting his lower lip which caused a row of blood marks. A strong sense of pain rushed into the whole body. His forehead soon oozed with cold sweat.
There was no part of his body that did not hurt, plus there was already a back injury. The fatal pain lasted for nearly two minutes before it slowly abated.
However, this was followed by a sense of powerlessness.
He was so powerless that he couldn't even stand, falling to the ground as soft as a leaf in the wind.
There was also a momentary buzzing in the ears when his eyes closed.
As soon as the buzzing sensation ended, the woman's clear and nice voice drilled into his ears.
"When this medicine is first injected, the reaction will be stronger, so you should be more careful."
Melvin lowered his head feebly, and his thin, bleached lips pursed.
When he closed his eyes, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was suffering from some great pain.
It was hard to ease up a bit. He heard a sound of high heels, from far and near.
Lyra looked at him twice in a condescending manner, then knelt down and forced his chin up to let her observe him carefully.
the past, at this moment his face was handsome but wan miserably.
slightly, there was a trace
It was really rare!
look of his delicate and sickly beauty, and
and a strong sense of
used all his strength to break free from her
looked like
stopped at where it should and didn't
of his life. It was normal that he didn’t adapt to it at the
to teach him and she had
weakened Melvin on the floor alone, giving him time to
to her desk and began
to the chores of the Angle Group, she also had to deal with the Freeman group, which she just took over.
group was ruined so she had to completely replace the core
she had to be busy every
dark outside, and Lyra
very quiet except for the sound
rubbed the back of her sore neck. Suddenly,
What was the trick?
to check. The man was lying on the floor. His long legs slightly curved, and his eyes tightly closed. His eyebrows knitted together,
called out to him twice, "Melvin,
brow knitted tighter,
... was not quite
strong when it was first injected, only hurt
Unless ...
wrinkled her brow and reached for
man grunted in
And he frowned harder.
Back injury?
picking at his jacket when a pair of broad hands snapped around
Melvin woke up.
dizzying pain, his hands
"What are you doing?"
but answered with a light tone, "Are
"It's been good."
tone of
was a
asking a casual question,
did not appreciate
okay and you've had
She put on her bag and pushed the
"Where to?"