After divorce I am a billionaire

Chapter 85 Can you even call this a fucking woman?

The man, who was wearing a helmet, had his head slightly bow. His skin was dark, and his uniform

was covered with dust, which implied that he was a worker who had been worked for a very long time.

Lyra's eyes shifted down slightly and her mind was clear when she saw his immaculate shoes.

"Lead the way."

"This way, please."

The man reached out his hand and his right hand was thick with calluses.

Lyra only glanced at it for a moment before withdrawing her gaze and following behind the man.

The man led her specifically down a quiet path. Seeing there was a dangerous building in front of her,

Lyra stopped her feet.

"Wrong road, right?"

She stopped dead in her tracks and said.

The man who led the way stopped as well and quickly regained his composure, "Mr. Lynn is afraid that

you are hungry and has asked someone to order dinner. So it will be closer to go this way."

Lyra pursed her lips, didn't say anything and just stared at him. Her clear and cold eyes seemed like

they could pierce through his heart.

The man was stunned by the look in her eyes and hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to look at her

again.

"Let's go."

Originally she stopped and simply tried to probe, to give the man a chance to make a direct move, but

the man clearly could have made a move to fix her here.

It seemed there was a bigger surprise waiting for her ahead.

As expected, when they were getting closer and closer to the dangerous building, suddenly a very fast

and black shadow sprang behind the broken pillar, and quickly went towards her.

Lyra had expected this, took half a step back and sidestepped the fatal blow. However her feet just

stood firm, and suddenly there was some sound from above her head.

When she looked up, a hard slab of stone from the dangerous building came crashing down on her

head. Without thinking too much, she managed to land on the safe grass next to it after dodging.

"Boom", the stone slab fell to the ground, and it caused a thick layer of ash, like a layer of fog to the air.

As the ash gradually fell, ten strong men jumped her out of the dark, and surrounded her immediately.

Without waiting for her to take a break, the group rushed up one by one.

Different from the previous punks who liked brainless way of striking, this group of people was

extremely well-trained, and the moves were familiar but different. It seemed to have Muay Thai,

Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, Capoeira ...

"Heh, that's really looking up to me."

Lyra sneered, elegantly squeezed the tips of her slender fingers, and turned cold.

Unfortunately, the people behind the curtain still didn't underestimate her too much.

She raised an eyebrow and hooked her finger, saying provocatively, "Together?"

The crowd looked at each other and attacked Lyra in unison.

Because they knew the routine of each move, this group of people had no advantage in her eyes,

except for the number.

Ten minutes later, Mr. Lynn learned that Lyra had been taken away by a strange man who broke into

the construction site. He sensed that something was wrong, and brought a team of security guards

armed with electric batons to help in a hurry.

"Ms. Carroll, are you okay ...?"

By the time he arrived, Lyra had just about taken out the last man with a vicious leg sweep.

The crowd that rushed in to help was dumbfound!!!

It was just called a woman?! It was obviously a superwoman ...

Mr. Lynn watched the men who were lying on the ground rolling and wailing. Adhering to the principle

to do something, he commanded the security guards to beat up the group of people with electric

batons.

"Dare to touch our Ms. Carroll. You've lived long enough!"

Lyra patted the dust on her hands and smiled with satisfaction, "Very well. Send them directly to the

police station."

After giving the order, she bypassed Mr. Lynn and the others who came and left the film construction

base without looking back.

Mr. Lynn looked at her valiant back, and his respect for her increased in his heart.

On the way back, Lyra sent Darkbell to investigate.

It was discovered that it was the Harrington family who had been following her recently.

"Ashley? The Freeman family?"

She murmured and sneered.

She was just seeking death so desperately?

It looked like she was going to have to speed up the bankruptcy plan for the Freeman family.

Lyra was always on top of things.

The next day she added more workers to the film site, hiring almost twice as many workers. She asked

Mr. Lynn to draw up a detailed work schedule, arranged all the workers in a reasonable manner, and

the construction progress was indeed much faster.

It was in summer which was extremely sizzling. Lyra still went to inspect the situation of the film base

as usual.

"Rara."

A familiar bass sounded behind her and she turned around, being a little surprised: "What are you

doing here?"

Keith smiled, "You haven't been at the office much lately, so I figured you'd be here. So I stopped by to

see you and go have a chat over dinner?"

"Okay."

Keith naturally reached out to help her take off her helmet, dotingly wiped the thin sweat from her

forehead with a tissue, and led her away by the hand.

Inside an upscale restaurant, Keith skillfully ordered the meal for two people.

"I heard that Abigail recently invested in a major new mall for the Matthews Group. It has helped the

Matthews family rebound from the stock market losses due to the Charlotte’s event."

Charlotte's verdict had come out.

Because Irene put all the crimes on her alone, she was eventually sentenced for ten years. This time

Melvin had not appeared, so he can not help her. And the Matthews family cut off relations with her so

she was isolated and can only be put in the prison obediently.

Abigail's health was better, but because of the nerve damage from the previous car accident, her legs

were still unconscious and she was confined to a wheelchair.

But business-wise, she had been able to start helping Jamie.

Lyra had a good feeling about Abigail who was a career-oriented woman.

"The Matthews family values this large shopping mall. Tomorrow is the opening ceremony. I heard that

all the famous families and business bigwigs in Frayton are invited. Jamie hopes that you and I go to

give him support. What is your opinion?"

Keith said as he handed a gold-encrusted invitation card to Lyra. Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Lyra opened the invitation and found that it was in Abigail's name.

Since all the famous families were invited, she was sure the Freeman family was also included.

"Go."

...

The Matthews Group's opening party was still full of guests.

Although the Matthews family lost a lot of money due to Charlotte, but who was really clean in the

luxury family?

As long as the strength was still there, business predators or celebrities would respect them anyway.

Lyra was not a fan of this kind of occasion, but she would not be inferior in terms of courtesy, and this

time she was still attending as Keith's partner.

As soon as Katelyn saw her, she greeted her warmly and liked her from the bottom of her heart.

Lyra also responded with great courtesy.

The two were chatting when there was a sudden commotion at the door.

It was the Freeman family's limousine that arrived at the door.

The car door opened and three women with exquisite makeup and varying ages got off.

Lyra stood outside the crowd and glanced at them. And her eyes locked on a strange-faced woman

who was standing to Fiona's right.

"That's the Harrington family’s heiress, Ashley. I'm told she has only recently returned from abroad."

Katelyn saw her looking and spoke up to explain.

Lyra pursed her lips.

And at the entrance, the crowd suddenly started whispering because of the appearance of the three.

"Today Mr. Freeman really does not come. I heard that something happened? It can't be that he dies,

right?

"That's not good! How long will the Freeman family last without his backbone?"