After divorce I am a billionaire

Almost without thinking, she lunged her hands directly over Malcolm's to stop him from taking the ring.

"It means something different to me, and it's small. What if it does drop? Give it back to me." It was the gift that she valued most.

When she was being set up by Ethel and being distrusted by the whole Lloyds, she felt most depressed in her life.

In those days, it was Malcolm who supported her.

The valuable proposal ring gave her the conviction to persist in finding out the truth.

Even now, when she thought about it, she still felt that time was depressed, and this ring was like the only hope at that time.

She decisively snatched the ring away and put it back in the jewelry box.

Malcolm saw that she was so nervous about this ruby white diamond ring, and felt sweet and nuzzled her, "Actually, even if it really fall off, | can still buy you another one." "Even if you buy twenty more rings, it's not this ring. It's not even the same for me." The moment she finished her words, she keenly perceived the implication from Malcolm's words.

So she narrowed her eyes and glared at him, "All your assets have been handed over to me. Where do you get the money to buy such an expensive ring again? Do you secretly hide some money?" Malcolm forgot about this.

Because of his trance, Lyra pinched his earlobe decisively, "Tell me honestly. Is there something else you are hiding from me?" Malcolm felt aggrieved. Any time when he admitted the fault first, it was the best way.

"Honey, I'm sorry. | have you and the babies. That's enough. Why hide money?" "Besides, you've never limited my spending, so if | save my personal money, doesn't that just give you a reason to fix me? I'm not that stupid.” Lyra didn't let go, but the force in her hand turned out to be gentle as she teased deliberately, "How can you be stupid? You're smart. Especially when it comes to fooling me, you're a pro." Malcolm looked at her pitifully, "Rara you've wronged me. You're careful. | won't dare fool you." "Is that so? Then I'll have to test it." Her hand that pinched his earlobe completely loosened, and her fingertips caressed his ear, gently sliding down to the knot of his throat, and down again ...

With a teasing touch, it turned Malcolm on a little bit.

The two had a good time.

Lyra eventually selected a pair of expensive crystal earrings as the lucky one for the task.

* High tea time.

Almost all of the celebrities from Suham's noble families came here.

And it included Sylvia and Rebecca.

The entire hanging garden at the hotel was arranged in advance with exquisite elegance.

On a long table, fruit tea and honey lemon tea were served, and the tea sets were all expensive porcelains that Lyra brought from Lyre Spiti.

There were also various kinds of exquisite and small desserts and snacks, which had attracted many celebrities's attention to take photos and send to their friends, and leave messages: [Today the weather is great. Come to the tea party held by Mrs.

White herself. They are so lovely].

All the girls were having a good time, except Rebecca, the young woman who had always been positive and happy, didn't smile, which was rare.

Lyra's attention was always on her, and upon noticing her bad mood, she immediately brought a plate of delicate desserts and walked towards her.

"What's wrong? It's rare to see you in a bad mood." "Lyra." Rebecca called out to her in a sad tone, and there was no more word.

Lyra smiled, feigning joking, "You are not afraid you will gain weight after eating these desserts, right? Don't worry. These are all custom-made xylitol cream by five-star pastry chef. Sweet but not greasy, refreshing and not very high in calories." Rebecca looked at the small dessert she handed over, reached out and took it, but didn't eat it, saying indignantly, "I was scolded by Shane yesterday and almost grounded today. It made me a little depressed.” Lyra's face changed slightly, "Why does Shane want to shut you down? It couldn't be that ... has something against me and purposely doesn't want you to attend the tea party I'm hosting?" Rebecca hurriedly shook her head, "That's not true. | made a mistake." She lowered her head in depression and came close to Lyra whispering and saying mysteriously, "Lyra, I'l tell you a secret. I'll only talk to you. You must not tell anyone else." Lyra nodded fervently, "Don't worry. | won't." Rebecca naturally believed her and continued, "Yesterday I still couldn't hold back my curiosity and wanted to check out Melissa's room, and as a result, do you know what | found?" Lyra's expression instantly became serious, "What?" "There was no one in Melissa's room at all!" Lyra tightened her eyebrows and asked in a low voice, "Shane said she was sick and had been recuperating well at home. How come there was no one in the room. Did you see Shane took Melissa out?" On this matter, Rebecca was very sure, "She can't have left the house. | watch it every day. | haven't seen her go out at all. She must be in the house!" She looked left and right and once again leaned close to Lyra's ear, "In the past two days, Shane has added a few bodyguards to the penthouse to keep watch. | suspect that Melissa made a mistake and was locked up by Shane, or maybe she has some rare or contagious disease that needs to be quarantined." Lyra listened quietly, and in her heart, she became even more worried about Melissa.

Originally, she was planning to quietly put the earrings and tuck them into Rebecca's bag.

But Rebecca was really treating her as a sister and a friend, and by doing so, once things went public, the relationship between them would be completely broken.

She was a bit torn.

Rebecca cocked her head to look at her, "Lyra, what are you thinking?" Half a minute later, Lyra raised her head, looked at Rebecca, and decided to take a chance.

She asked, "Rebecca, | guess you're also curious about what happened to Melissa. | have a way for you to meet her." Rebecca froze slightly and simply blinked, looking as if she found it amusing.

"What's the solution?" Lyra leaned in front of her ear and whispered a few words, and she quickly paled, "Lyra, this won't work. Shane will kill me if he finds out!" Lyra patted her hand and soothed her, "Don't be afraid. I'll teach you how to say. When the time comes, you'll just have to put all the blame on me." Rebecca was unsure and wimpy.

Lyra gave her some more serious persuasion and finally convinced her.

Same time.

The news of the Barker Group food security issue had been spreading online for two days now.

In just two days, the Barker Group was hit hard, with hotels and restaurants being boycotted and the stock falling, with heavy losses.

Ashton tried everything he could to suppress the news.

He finally took the initiative to meet Keith to ask for his help in removing the news.

In a room of the hotel, Ashton rubbed his hands together nervously and waited silently, as he was very unsure about his requirement.

Five minutes of apprehension passed and the door of the private room was opened.

Keith walked in with an expressionless face and a gloomy, and sullen look.

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