After divorce I am a billionaire

Fred didn't say anything, but the implication in his eyes was unmistakable.

If it were not for the special circumstances, he would never have suspected Charlotte. But that day he had just spoken to Charlotte about his boss's visit to Lyra at the Angle Group underground parking, and later that night Lyra was sieged on the road.

It was just too coincidental.

It's hard to say that Charlotte didn't have anything to do with it.

Charlotte looked hurt and said painfully, "Fred, I always considered you as my best friend, but I never thought you would suspect me? How could I have sent someone to harm Lyra? I didn't even know which route she would drive."

Fred was instantly convinced by her.

"I believe you are a kind person and you surely haven't done this, but did you tell anyone else about it?"

Charlotte paused.

Since Fred already suspected her, if she didn't give him some useful information, he would probably go check her recent calls. By then, the image she worked so hard to build in front of him would be gone.

When things come to a head, she had no choice but to sacrifice others.

She pretended to ponder over it for a while and suddenly think of something, "I was so sad that day. Sheila called to ask about me and I told her..."

She paused and quickly waved her hands, "No, no way! Sheila won't do such a thing either. I trust her."

Fred sighed rather gratefully, "Miss Matthews, you are a good girl, but others might not be as innocent and kind as you are."

He comforted her with a few more words and then left the hotel in a flash. He sent someone to the Freeman Manor for in-depth investigation, and then arranged someone else to quietly erase the associations between this matter and Charlotte.

Only when he was gone did Charlotte stomp her feet in anger.

She was wondering why no one came back to report last night, so it turned out that Melvin had saved that bitch!

Now she could only give Sheila out to protect herself. And when Melvin knew about it, he would definitely enhance his guard against the Freeman Manor, so Sheila Freeman, this pawn, would not be available for the time being!

It had racked her brain to get someone like Sheila to befriend her.

just could not spare that bitch Lyra

nails embedded in her palm, and the savageness and malice

...

back to Keith's villa and got the details from

who hired the gangsters, and

the evidence,

guessed that this matter had everything to

to do with what

over to

"Good."

that you know who it is, what are you going to do

Lyra's mouth curved up; she already had something in

me

tapped on her nose affectionately, "When my little princess wants someone, surely I won't dare reject her. You can have as much as you

soft and sweet, "I know you're

evening, the Freeman

chair in the garden leisurely, letting the beautician giving her a facial spa treatment.

bang, however, suddenly came

that she sat up straight and her wrinkles didn't disappear

a globally limited-edition Rolls-Royce directly smashed

to hell,

afterwards, the Rolls-Royce was seen whisking relentlessly through the best

a handsome drift and stopped steadily by the

were all flourishing in the garden, and the

out

her

how powerful the person in the car was, she would sue the other

see the door open

those girls in the magazines, and

woman looked familiar,

"Lyra Carroll, you bitch! How dare you appear in front of me. I'll tear

at Lyra, who had her arms