After divorce I am a billionaire

On the top floor of Angle Group Tower, the atmosphere was frozen.

Lyra looked coldly at the girl in front of her, who was only nineteen years old.

She seemed to know about her previous affairs with Malcolm, but how could she, a showbiz actress, know about their things in Frayton? Lyra was thinking about it when Ethel smiled innocently, "What are you nervous about? | just said it casually. You have a secret?" Could it be that she was overthinking it? Lyra's face was stony and she didn't say anything.

Ethel smiled and continued, "There is a charity party tonight. | will attend as Mr. Malcolm's female companion. Miss Lloyd, you're his fiancee. It seems you have no place. He can't be have told this to you, right? You're not so important in his heart." She giggled, gave a provocative smile, and turned to get in the elevator.

Lyra kept staring at her back as she completely disappeared to the top floor. Her face was extra serious.

Kellie was shocked by her expression, and hurriedly advised, "Ms. Lloyd, don't worry. This woman is here to demonstrate and divide you deliberately. You and Mr. Malcolm have always been close. He must do it because of the need to work." "Hmm." Lyra didn't say anything more, "Get busy." She turned into the office and immediately called Darkbell's men, "Ethel, this woman is not simple. | want to know her full details as soon as possible!" "No problem, boss." After hanging up the phone, she froze in her chair for a while.

Ethel's words were always lingering in her ears, making her unable to calm down. She didn't know why but this woman gave her a strange feeling.

But she couldn't say exactly why it was strange.

She was lost in thought when her phone rang.

Looking at the note, she answered it and her tone was not so good, "What?" Malcolm on the other end of the line froze first.

The woman who was so soft and lovely to him last night and this morning becso aloof after he had not seen her for a few hours? "Rara, are you not feeling unwell? Sick?" "No.

She tried to keep her tone calm. Thinking of what Ethel had just said, she asked tentatively, "I work at the Angle Group all afternoon, so you'll pickup at the end of the day as usual?" "That's what I'm calling to tell you about. | can't pick you up tonight. There's a party | have to go to." After these words, Lyra was silent for a long time.

Malcolm keenly sensed that she was not too happy and added softly, "Is your back still tired? When | go back at night, | will personally give you a massage to help you activate the blood and remove blood stasis. I'll be your exclusive technician, okay?" Lyra ignored his meaningful words and asked in a jealous tone, "If you're going to a party, you have to bring a companion, right? Who is your companion?" "It's White Corp's new spokesperson, an actress. But don't worry, I'll keep my distance from her and cback clean!" Clean?! Lyra had unspoken criticism in her heart, used her delicate voice and said with a smile, "What are you nervous about? Of course | trust you." Malcolm was relieved to hear that she sounded normal.

The moment the two hung up the phone, Lyra's face went cold almost at the stime.

She believed in Malcolm, but she didn't believe in Ethel! Today this woman cto her to demonstrate so she was not friendly to get along with. Ethel must make stroubles for Malcolm in the charity party tonight.

She didn't know how well Malcolm could discriminate bitches? She was indignant in her heart, and her eyes suddenly glanced at a black and gold card on the pile of documents on the right side of her table.

It was an invitation to the charity dinner.

So she was also invited to this party? She guessed it was delivered in the morning and she was in the hospital at that time, so she didn't know about it.

It was so good! She could go there to see the fun! She made a phone call to Cody. Although the Carver family was considered a top family in Frayton, it didn't rank high in Suham.

But Cody, because he was one of the most popular star in the entertainment industry, he cout with his own popularity.

She had called Cody to Suham before, and this tshe could asked him over to be her ready-made male companion! In the evening, on the top floor of the hotel, a grand charity party was about to start.

Ethel was dressed in a long and white dress and was exquisitely flamboyant.

At the moment, she was sitting in Malcolm's stretch business Bentley, going with Malcolm to the King's Landing Hotel.

Malcolm's car seat was separated from her by a small coffee table. His handsface under the ghostly face was cold with the ultimate misanthropy.

Ethel couldn't see his expression, but she could clearly feel the cold aura on him.

She propped her chin and looked at him, "Last t| saw the news of you and Miss Lloyd. | was so envious, but you're so cold to me. Do all the tenderness go to Miss Lloyd?" Malcolm ignored her.

She did not feel embarrassed, but smiled innocently, "I grew up without any siblings. | don't know why, | always feel you're so kind. My life is very hard. I'm so envious of Miss Lloyd who was born with a golden spoon." Malcolm frowned.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with her comment until she compared her with Lyra.

Deliberately doing sad-fishing in front of him and dissing Lyra? Malcolm's face was colder. His thin lips tightly pursed, and he did not say a word.

Ethel, who was unconcerned, continued, "If you could share a little of that tenderness with me, just a little, | would be satisfied." She was very beautiful and had an excellent reputation in the entertainment industry, with many male fans and even many celebrities pursuing her.

Not many men can manage her offensive.

Malcolm didn't even look at her, and his low voice was cold, "l won't share a single thing that belongs to Rara.” Ethel's expression was slightly frozen and she pretended to be strong, "Please don't mind it. | was joking with you, but you really dote on Miss Lloyd. She is so happy. I'm so enviable." Malcolm ignored her.

The car was silent for two minutes.

There was awkwardness in the air.

Ethel was a little frustrated, and a strong desire to conquer rekindled her spirit.

She took the initiative to find the topic again, "Why do you want to take a business car to the party today? | heard you have the only black Silber limited supercar. | am not lucky enough to see the stunning car.” Malcolm remained silent.

That car only had two seats. The front passenger side was exclusive to Lyra. Other women did not even think to get involved.

Because he didn't answer, Chad, who was in the front passenger seat of the Bentley responded for him, "Because you're the spokesperson of the Rossi project, a guest of White Corp. Of course a business car would show more respect for you." Ethel sounded a little upset.

To her, it was like a disguised way of saying that she, in fact, was not worthy of the super car.

With a resigned face, she was about to say something when the car arrived just in front of the hotel.

Before getting out of the car, Malcolm warned her, "I brought you to the party for promotional purposes only. My fiancée is at home. she is too strict to let other women touch me, so arm-in-arm is not necessary. Miss Ethel understand?" Ethel's face froze.

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