After divorce I am a billionaire novel Chapter 321

Lyra wanted to send a message to Eleven quietly, asking Darkbell to investigate all women named Cayley in European Swye, to find out who got the similar experience with the Callahan family.

When she heard Sylvia's cry of surprise, she raised her eyes and saw the man's familiar face.

"Garrett?"

She had not seen his for five or six days and he seemed to have changed a lot. He was less spirited, and become numb and introverted.

Seeing him dressed as a waiter, Lyra was a little surprised, "You've been working here lately?"

Garrett froze, was shameful, did not answer Lyra's question and turned his head to leave.

Lyra called out to him, "After all, we've been friends for years. Would Mr. Frazier like to sit down and have a drink?"

Sylvia still had a vivid memory of what the Frazier family did to Lyra before.

"Lyra, the Frazier family is no longer considered a gentry. Mr. Frazier is a name he can't afford, and, from the moment he helped Irene try to get you killed, he's not our friend anymore."

Garrett originally stopped at the doorway, and when he heard this, he instantly turned his head to look at Lyra, "I didn't help Irene hurt you, and besides, now that Irene is in Women's prison, aren't you going to let her go?"

Rebecca and Sylvia got angry at the same time.

It was held down by Lyra to keep from freaking out on the spot.

Lyra laughed lightly, "Originally, I had no intention of bothering with her after sending her to prison. Now that I hear you say that, I think she still seems to live a easy life."

Garrett was amazed, "Lyra, I never thought that you could be so mean-spirited. She's just a girl who doesn't know anything. She already got what she deserved."

Lyra took a sip of juice. Her beautiful eyes were indifferent, and she did not answer the question.

Sylvia was the first to take offense: "Why don't you say your sister is vicious? She's an adult and still says she doesn't know anything. She's a brainless baby spoiled by the Frazier family!"

"Exactly!" Rebecca followed with exasperation, "What you did at Irene's birthday party some time ago, you know clearly in your own heart. How Lyra treated Irene, is not too much!"

Garrett was desperate.

It was a hell of a time at home, and there was no money left to even please the warden and visit a prison.

Jane, the mother, cried every day, chanting that her daughter had suffered. And the father, who was old, pulled down his face to find a job, but because Malcolm pressured from above, no company dared to accept him.

The family was crammed into a small house of a few square meters and struggled to get by.

No matter how serious Irene's sins were before, this should be enough to pay them off, right?

He held the tray in both hands, clenching it tightly and holding back before lowering his posture and pleading with Lyra.

"Lyra, if you still look at us for the sake of being friends for many years, please let Irene go, bail her out, and we'll take her to the countryside. I promise I won't bother you."

Lyra's face was expressionless, "Since we are friends, I'll just pretend I didn't see you today, so you can continue to work here in peace. Irene's matter is what she deserves. I Lyra Lloyd is not sanctimonious. I can't help."

Sylvia immediately shooed him away: "Hear her clearly? Get out and tell your manager to get a new waiter."

Garrett bowed his head, hid the resentment in his eyes, and exited the private room.

He walked down the aisle of the restaurant at a heavy pace as if he were a walking corpse.

Mila, the waiter who was temporarily replaced to take charge of this private room, taunted carefully in dissatisfaction as she passed by him.

"You're really a rich man from a luxurious family. You can't do any work well, and offend the guests again. Well, I have to work for you."

Garrett heard it loud and clear and stared back at him.

Mila was even more upset, "What are you looking at!? I'm not wrong ..."

Garrett was depressed as the tirade grew smaller.

For days, being suppressed by Malcolm, being insulted and mocked and looked down upon by everyone, he was feeling more and more biased.