The Hidden Gold Mine Heiress Divorcee novel Chapter 120

Chapter 120 The Mr. Lewis That No One Likes

“Donald, lose him!”

He sat on the edge of the sofa, crossed his legs, his fingers pushed up his glasses a little The charming eyes behind the lenses had little smiles and a lot more coldness.

Yudel looked elegant and courteous, yet tough and ruthless.

Donald replied, “Yes sir!”

And the bodyguards immediately rushed in at his call, surrounding, Boris.

Boris glanced around halt smiling, loosened his tie, and looked down to roll up his sleeves.

And soon, he revealed his sturdy wheat-colored arms, muscular and full of strength.

He stretched out his hand for a challenging gesture, “Let’s not waste time. I’ll take you all on.”

Yudel snorted and snapped his fingers, “Get him!”

Six bodyguards instantly charged forward, and a group fight ensued.

Boris was educated an elite since childhood, and martial arts was a required course.

He was very good at it, proficient in taking on multiple opponents and landing critical strikes. Therefore his punches were swift, hard, and true, And those that got knocked down did not get back up.

The serv*nts in the villa had obviously undergone strict training.

None of them faltered under these odds.

Even the cub in the nurse’s arms did not show fear at all. Instead, his eyes opened wide with curiosity, his little hands clapped excitedly, and he made strange gurgling noises from time to time, as if cheering for everyone.

Boris glanced at him, and did not hold back.

In less than ten minutes, only he was left standing.

He wiped the little sweat off his head, and asked, “Anyone else?”

Yudel squinted at him.

This guy was buffed.

When Ziana dragged him back five years ago, he was a complete mess.

And after five years, he recovered pretty well, and he’s got pretty top skills.

Yudel still considers him a pestilence, though.

“What do you want exactly?” Yudel sneered, “If you want to reconcile with Ziana, better drop it. I know my sister too well. Growing up, whatever she decided, she won’t easily change her mind.”

Boris paused before continuing towards the kid.

Yudel never wanted Boris to go near Ziana, let alone the kid, and he frowned with displeasure, “The child’s five months old before his father came to see him. The people he recognizes does not include you. You’re not holding

him.”

“Mr. Scott, haven’t you heard that blood is thicker than water?” Boris glanced at him, “My son and I share a