After divorce I am a billionaire novel Chapter 444

Shane's eyes were deep as he stared at her, "How can it be considered a sale? I'm just helping you choose a better husband."

Melissa stared at him incredulously, "Shane, we're in a modern world! Freedom of marriage should be revered. If the price of regaining my identity is the loss of choice and freedom, then I'd rather be an orphan for the rest of my life!"

In the face of her strong opposition, Shane quickly softened his tone and dragged her back to his side.

"Well, it's just a discussion with you. There's no need to be so angry. If you insist, I won't force you."

It was only with this comment that Melissa was relieved and continued to accompany him to socialize.

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Lyra and Malcolm's side.

Together with Malcolm, the Lloyd Group was able to secure another major international trade deal as they had hoped, and had an appointment tomorrow to discuss the contract.

Malcolm gave Horace a friendly handshake on Lyra's behalf.

Horace said politely in less than fluent Cranian, "Miss Lyra, I look forward to working with you in the future."

Lyra smiled, "Mr. Horace, it's good to work with you."

The deal was made and Horace was quickly pulled away by other guests.

Lyra and Malcolm looked at each other and smiled.

He wrapped his arms around her slender waist as if no one was watching, "Rara, don't forget the reward you promised. You can't stand me up this time no matter what."

She pursed her lips and smiled, nodding her head in a serious manner, "You did a good job tonight. You helped me negotiate a big deal. You really should be praised."

Malcolm looked at her beautiful face. His heart throbbed, and he wanted to carry her away now and bring her straight back to Lyre Spiti to have sex with her!

After suppressing it for half a second, he still couldn't hold back and came close to Lyra's ear, whispering, "Honey, why don't we withdraw early and have sex later? The evening is so wonderful that we can't waste it all on socializing."

"That won't work. Things have to be done one by one. You can't go over the top."

She quietly pinched his waist. The force was not heavy, but very ambiguous. She was warning him.

"Mel, keep entertaining. I go check on Melissa."

She tantalizingly patted his strong waist and turned away.

Malcolm looked at her silhouette and sighed silently.

"Mr. Malcolm?"

The soft female voice interrupted him who was looking at Lyra.

He looked back and it was a woman.

"Who are you?"

Aleena Holmes was slightly stunned, as if she hadn't expected his tone to be so cold.

"You don't remember me anymore? I'm Aleena, the third daughter of the Holmes family, and I ate with you before you went into the army."

Malcolm cast a casual glance at her. Noting only that she was wearing a long pink gown, he didn't even see what she looked like and replied, "Well, good."

The attitude was so perfunctory that Aleena was instantly upset.

"Mr. Malcolm, in any case, I know you since we were kids. Can't you just talk more to me?"

Malcolm lowered his eyes to the glass in his hand and his tone was indifferent: "I can't."

Lyra, who was about to go over to see Melissa, stopped and glanced back in Malcolm's direction.

Because just now when she came out, she seemed to hear a girl's voice calling out to Malcolm.

Sure enough, as soon as she turned around, she saw a delicate woman standing in front of Malcolm.

She just left and he was about to have an affair.

With a slightly cold gaze, she decisively went back and reclaimed her sovereignty as his wife.

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