After divorce I am a billionaire

Fortunately, the photo was still there and Shane shouldn't have found out she stole it from the study yet.

She explained, "I was just curious. After all, mom is up there and | haven't met her yet, so | wanted to go up there and see.” Shane sighed, "Forget it. I'm not going to punish you this time. There's no next time, and there are rules at home. Since you're back, you have to abide by them. Do you know?" "Got it." Shane got up and straightened his uniform collar. His tone was light, "You were in shock last night. Get ssleep. I'll have them bring up meal later." "Wait." Melissa pulled on his cuffs and raised her head to look at him, "Last night before | passed out, it seemed like someone hiton the head with something and tried to strangle me. This person was saying something about how | shouldn't live in this world.

Was it... mom?" Shane resumed his seat and patted her on the shoulder.

His tone softened, "No, and no one wants to strangle you. The injury on your forehead is cause by yourself. Your foot slipped and you hit the corner of the table. Perhaps you were too scared last night. It was just your imagination. Don't think too much." "But..." The feeling was too real. She was clearly awake last night. How could it be a figment of her imagination? "When you had your accident last night, mom wasn't even awake. It was only this morning when the maid went up to clean the room that she found you passed out in the study.” Was that so? Was it a dream because she was highly stressed? Melissa was curious, "So how soon can | see mom?" Shane's face froze slightly. There was sadness in his amber pupils, "Mom has a cold. She said she does not want to spread it to you. It may take a few days. You will be able to see the loving and beautiful her at the latest at your party." "She has a cold? | can take care of her. I'm healthier than the average girls. | won't get infected.” "But you are injured now. It is the twhen your resistance is at its lowest.” He stared at her, which looked serious. Then he emphasized, "When you cback, you have to do as you're told!" Melissa was deflated and nodded in silence.

Shane gave a few more instructions before closing the door and heading out.

As soon as he left, Melissa quickly got out of bed and walked to the mirror on the opposite dressing table. On her slender neck, there was no trace of pinching except for a vague tingling sensation.

Could it be that she was so scared last night that she imagined it? "Whatever, Lyra's business is important!" She stopped thinking about that and took out the photo she had hidden in her pants pocket last night to check it out. She would sure it was correct before stuffing it back into her pants pocket.

Because of the injury on her forehead, she was forbidden to leave the house by Shane. No matter what excuse she used, the housekeeper refused to let her go and confiscated her cell phone, telling her to focus on resting.

Melissa had no choice but to be locked up for two days.

The days when everyone was busy passed especially fast.

Soon it was the day of the trial.

When Shane finished his breakfast and left the house, Melissa left the Callahan Mansion on the pretext that she needed to go to a magazine shoot and took a taxi to Lyre Spiti alone.

In the car on the way to the international court, Harvey Carter, the lawyer representing Lyra, handed her the statement and repeatedly stressed it to her.

"Miss Lyra, you must follow this later on. Please rest assured, even if she is a royal princess, the Lloyd family's legal team will definitely not let you have a little bit of loss!" Lyra didn't say anything and nodded in response, not looking at the statement given by the lawyer.

Micah, Keith and Isla all followed along to the courtroom. Collin had been busy with business recently so he was not able to return. Chad volunteered to stay in Lyre Spiti and take care of Malcolm.

By the tMelissa hurried to Lyre Spiti, everyone had already left and had been gone for half an hour.

Because her cell phone was confiscated before, the last battery was used up on the way here. She had no choice but to borrow smoney from Chad and took a taxi to the international court.

Once Melissa left, Chad re-entered the master bedroom but found unexpectedly that Malcolm was awake! He was surprised and hurriedly sat over, "Thank God, boss, you're finally awake!" Malcolm's eyelashes fluttered as he glanced at Chad and immediately looked around the room.

"Where's Rara?" At the mention of this, Chad was anxious, "Miss Lyra, they all went to the International Court of Justice. Princess Cayley is suing her for the murder of the royal family and the trial just starts today." Malcolm's eyebrows furrowed and he instantly sobered, "Murdering royal family?" "That's Charles Lance, Princess Cayley's nominally adopted son, Anthony." Malcolm immediately lifted the covers out of bed, "Drive and go to the international court immediately.” Chad looked at his watch and tugged on his arm, "It's almost tfor the trial, so I'm afraid we won't be able to help much if we go over." After saying this, Chad looked serious and whispered in a discreet way, "Boss, | just received news that the man ... is out of life threatening condition." Malcolm looked at him and quickly got his ideas into shape.

"Go check it out." Outside the solemn courtroom, a crowd of people gathered.

Once Lyra's car arrived, the media quickly gathered around and squeezed the microphones in front of Lyra.

"Miss Lyra, did you really kill Mr. Anthony?" "Although Mr. Anthony has been in jail, he is also a law-abiding citizen. | heard that he is still your childhood friend. Why did you kill him?" "Miss Lyra, please explain it. Miss Lyra ..." Alot of microphones were handed to Lyra.

Lyra was about to answer when Keith put his arm around her shoulders and simply let them get out of here.

With his presence, the journalists all ran away within a few minutes.

Keith leaned close to her ear and carefully reminded, "Rara, remember what Mr. Carter said. As for the rest, you don't have to think about anything else. Micah and | will take care of everything for you." Lyra gathered her thoughts and nodded.

In the courtroom.

The public gallery was filled with people.

The plaintiff's table and the defendant's table were opposite each other.

It didn't take long for Harrod to help the haggard-looking Princess Cayley into court. Her eyes were slightly swollen as if she had been crying heavily for the past few days.

Noticing Lyra, Princess Cayley gave her a malicious glare, not hiding the intense murderous intent in her eyes.

Being oblivious, Lyra quickly withdrew her gaze and walked quietly to the spot where the defendant's sign was written.

As a commissioner announced courtroom discipline, Lyra remembered the note her lawyer had given her and quietly took it out to look at it.

The bar wanted her to show that Anthony was killed by mistake for saving Chad's life in self-defense, on the grounds that Anthony was out of control, had serious violent tendencies, and was going to kill Chad.

But then it would be for her to blall the crimes on Anthony.

Even if he died, let him bear the nof a murderer and everything.

In fact, she was pregnant, and this responsibility would be off her shoulders for now as long as the fact of her pregnancy was confirmed to the court ...

But she was just around one month pregnant, and the elders said that it was not suitable to disclose before three months, not to mention that she did not know how to tell her brothers and father about this.

While her thoughts were in turmoil, Keith, who was in the gallery, keenly noticed her expression change after reading the note and reminded her in a very low voice, "Rara, don't think too much!" Lyra had mixed feelings inside.

Just as she froze, the judge con.

This turbulent battle for the verdict was about to start.

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