After divorce I am a billionaire novel Chapter 173

Twelve glanced at Nineteen who are next to him. He was a little worried and wished to speak but stopped on a second thought: "Miss ..."

Lyra waved her hand lazily, "You can leave."

When the two had just left, she received another call from Keith.

"Rara, Collin has double-checked. The family's list doesn't have a file on a man who looks like this one."

Lyra pursed her lips and was lost in thought.

Keith continued, "It could be that your new recruit Nineteen is lying, or it could be this person is hiding deep. In any case, you can't believe everything, and Nineteen is someone you should be careful with."

"Well, don't worry, Keith. I know what to do."

Hanging up the phone, she took out the sketchbook in the drawer, flipped to the page with the portrait of the man in black, and looked at it carefully for a while before continuing to work.

It was close to off duty before she took Nineteen with her and set off for Fantalure Bar.

Nineteen was driving and Lyra sat in the back.

The atmosphere inside the car was quiet, and Nineteen would occasionally look at her twice through the rear-view mirror.

Lyra sensed his gaze.

"What do you want to say?"

Nineteen hesitated before saying, "Miss, I was sent over there to kill you before. The people around you always suspect me, so why do you trust me? Even bring only me to protect you tonight. You’re not afraid of what I will really do to you on the road?"

Lyra smiled delicately.

"Since you have become my person, of course I will trust you absolutely. Besides, I’m not weak. I can fight with your."

Nineteen also laughed.

She spoke without hiding, which he did like.

The two talked quite harmoniously, and Nineteen suddenly got the idea to make fun of her, "So what if I conspire with the other side and I'm not the only one to kill you?"

Lyra lowered her eyes and looked carelessly out the window.

"Would you?"

Before Nineteen had a chance to answer, they arrived at Fantalure Bar.

Lyra instructed him to hide in the shadows if he had nothing to do, and to come out when something happened.

After giving the order, she went into the bar by herself.

Because she was wearing a classical black velvet skirt with gauze tonight, once she entered the bar, she looked a bit out of style with the men and women in the bar.

But Lyra didn't care about that, and headed over to Anthony's private room without a second glance.

In the aisle, a very tall man with sunglasses brushed past her.

She stopped walking and her expression suddenly became serious.

Because just now, she seemed to glance at the location of the temple under the man's sunglasses, there was a black mole.The appearance was somewhat familiar.

"Sir."

She turned back and her beautiful eyes were brilliant as she looked at the man.

The man paused and slowly turned back.

Under the sunglasses, he had a high nose. He seemed to have good features, and was tall and lanky, feeling like he had a height of about 6.3 feet.

Seeing that Lyra was staring at him and smiling, the man was a little puzzled. His voice was steady.

"Is this lady calling me?"

Lyra elegantly pulled her lips up and took two steps closer in his direction, "Yes sir, may I ask how to get to VIP 69 room?"

The man did not change his expression, "I am not familiar with this place. Miss you can ask waiters."

"From your accent, you don't sound like you're from Frayton. Are you visiting from out of town?" Lyra's voice was soft, and her beautiful eyes were gentle as she accosted the man.