After divorce I am a billionaire

The slap was so hard that before Charlotte realized it, she already hit the ground.

"You jinx! Do you want to bring the Matthews family down with you? How cwe would have such an idiot like you!" Jamie pointed a shaking hand at her and gritted his teeth.

Charlotte wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth; regardless of the pain, she tried to get up from the ground but failed twice, so she just sat directly on the ground.

"Dad, what do you mean? | don't understand.” "You're still pretending, huh?" Jamie was furious. "You thought | wouldn't find out? You bought and sent the First Snow knockoff to Lyra Carroll, and you posted that video online. Do you hate that Lyra so much that you had to set her up?" Charlotte sat weakly on the floor, not saying a word.

Seeing her like this, Jamie got even more infuriated.

"If you had succeeded, it would've been fine. But you got set up by others instead and had the Matthews family dragged through the mud along with it! Goddamn stupid!" Katelyn was watching the , occasionally chiming in, "Oh, husband, take it easy. It's bad for your health to get so angry. Not worth it. Charlotte after all is the daughter of a homewrecker, so she only knew the nasty ways. Can't hold a candle to our clever girl Abigail." Jamie listened, and his disgust for Charlotte was deepened.

"I shouldn't have kept you alive in the first place and let you grow up to harm our family!" Charlotte listened to the couple's invective, and suddenly felt the irony of it all in her heart.

This was her real father, her blood relative, who would rather that she died.

She struggled to get up from the ground, and despite the swelling of her left cheek, she still raised her chin high, ferocity flashing across her eyes.

"Unfortunately, no matter how you dislikeor even hate me, you still have to count onto help the Matton Corp. Does this make you even angrier?" "Shut up!" Jamie's eyes widened in anger and he raised his hand, ready to hit again.

Instead of dodging, Charlotte moved a bit closer to Jamie and she taunted, "Go ahead, you'd better beatto death! Then you can wait for the Matthews family to be kicked out from the upper circle! Remember, the Matthews family would be ruined in your hands. How does that feel, huh? " This had touched Jamie's raw nerve. His face reddened with rage, he could not say a word, his hand raised up in the air like frozen.

Charlotte sneered and turned the tables on Katelyn, who was still eating fruit unhurriedly.

"Now it is the nasty bitch you are talking about who will inherit the Matton Corp. Where is that precious daughter of yours? I'm afraid she won't wake up for the rest of her life. You hateso much and despiseand my mom, but you still have to put on a loving motherly face in front of others. It must be hard, right?" Katelyn slammed on the table, "You vicious little bitch! Don't you dare curse Abigail! You're only the provisional heir to Matton Corp! When my Abigail wakes up, you'll have to give way to her! Don't get too smug!" Charlotte scoffed, "Then you should pray to God more and let him pity your daughter. But instead of wasting your targuing with me, why don't you go deal with the news aboutonline! If it affects me, it'll inflict the Matton Corp too.” As she finished, she went upstairs indignantly, deliberately slamming the door loudly as she closed it.

Katelyn was pissed off by her attitude, "Bitch! Finally showing your disgusting true colors, huh, and threatening me!" She cried out to Jamie, "Honey! Look at this good daughter of you. Why do | have to suffer this..." Upstairs, Charlotte locked the door, completely shutting out the noises downstairs.

She walked directly to the dressing table and swept all the expensive cosmetics onto the floor.

There was a loud crackle and she didn't seem to have vented it all out.

She picked up her phone and dialed a number.

The call was quickly answered and she spoke in a very brusque manner, "Didn't you say that this could ruin her reputation? But instead of taking her down, you even let her make a splash on the Internet!" Irene was doing a facial and just listened to it absentmindedly.

"What's the hurry? It's no big deal. Lie low for a while and wait till this thing to end. I'll back you up. What are you afraid of?" Charlotte was finally relieved by her words, but she wasn't totally convinced. "What about Lyra? We can't just let this chick go, right? She could be even more arrogant in the future!" Irene sounded confident, "Don't worry, since we can't do it in the open, we'll do it in the dark!" After listening carefully to Iren's plan, Charlotte expressed her approval.

Looking at the mirror beside her, she smiled smugly, eyes glinting with viciousness. "Good, | can't wait to see that bitch in misery!" President's office, the Freeman group.

Melvin was watching the video of Lyra dancing 'Lover' on his phone.

He watched intently, an inadvertent smile playing over his lips.

"Boss." Fred suddenly knocked on the door and cin.

Melvin locked the screen, picked up his coffee and took a sip.

"Say it." Fred stood in front of him, but hesitated for a few seconds before saying, "I found out that the knockoff dress was indeed purchased by the Matthews family, and they did pay $30 million to Miss Z for it, but | don't know how the real First Snow ended up in Miss Carroll's hands." He paused, "Perhaps... there is smisunderstanding in this." Melvin didn't say anything.

Fred stole a glance at him and saw that he seemed musing over something.

So Fred continued to explain, "But | don't think Miss Matthews should have anything to do with this. She is just an innocent girl.

She must've been kept in the dark, or otherwise she wouldn't have been put in such a plight.” "Innocent?" Melvin furrowed his brow, his tone impassive.

Fred immediately answered, "Of course, Miss Matthews is really an innocent girl with a kind heart. Boss, you've known her for so many years. Didn't you think so before?" Melvin darted his gaze at him shortly, and he hurriedly lowered his head.

The office was silent and the atmosphere was almost eerie.

Melvin got up and went to the floor-to-ceiling window. It was drizzling outside.

He lit a cigarette and took a puff. In the haze of smoke, his whole person seemed more distant and unfathomable.

"Boss?" Melvin snapped back from his own thoughts, put out his cigarette, and went to sit in the sofa.

"I need you to investigate something that happened long ago. Keep it stealth and don't let anyone know about this." "Got it." Seeing the serious expression on Melvin's face, Fred realized how important this was.

The Matton Corp spent a lot of effort and quickly have the incident under control. As the heat died down, not many people paid attention to it anymore.

After all, it wasn't sjuicy celebrity sandals, so the folks just took it as a funny story, had a few laughs and let it go.

Lyra had had a few happy-go-lucky days these days.

Charlotte seemed to have behaved herself, and Irene was said to have returned to Suham.

Without these two troublemakers distracting her, Lyra was making rapid progress in her plan for the reality talent competition show.

They were now in the stage of finding a suitable location to establish their base.

As soon as Lyra got off work, she drove her Santana to check on the training base prepared for the candidates.

After roughly arranging the subsequent matters, she went into the garage and prepared to hit the road home.

"Umm, help me, help..." When passing by the corner without any security camera, she heard a sudden strange sound coming from inside.