After Divorce I Am A Billionaire

Chapter 86

The crowd's discussion was not loud, but the three heard it clearly. NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

The impatient Sheila got furious immediately, "What are you talking about!? My brother is very good. You dare to curse him to death. You uncultured son of bitch..."

"Behave yourself. No need to reason with them. The Freeman family is powerful. It is not easy to break it down with mere slander."

Fiona pulled her back, and even though she was also angry, she still managed to show the graceful and generous posture of a wealthy wife in front of so many outsiders.

Some time ago because of the withdrawal, the Freeman family and the Matthews family were not too happy, and there were many speculations about Melvin who had not appeared.

She was deliberately dressed up in front of the public this time, so that everyone can see the Freeman family power was still the same.

"But mom, they ..."

Sheila had been spoiled since she was a child, and she was not willing to endure this kind of thing.

She wanted to argue, but her wrist was again pulled by Ashley, who was next to her in a long and elegant dress.

Ashley leaned in close to her ear and whispered something.

Sheila subconsciously looked up at Lyra, who was standing with the Matthews family's wife, Katelyn, outside the crowd on the second floor.

Lyra was looking at her too.

Making a eye contact, Lyra laughed lightly and turned her head to Keith who was socializing.

However, her seemingly unusual smile was full of provocation in Sheila's eyes.

Sheila whispered while gritting her teeth, "The bitch!"

Ashley patted her shoulder, "Don't worry. Soon she won't be able to be arrogant anymore!"

The three of them looked at each other and instantly smiled.

...

The ceremony started officially.

The Matthews family made a great effort into the ceremony, which was usually a reception or performance, but this time, a martial arts show was introduced to highlight the uniqueness of the theme.

It was the first time for the crowd to participate in such a unique ceremony, and the atmosphere was very lively.

Two martial arts masters battled on the stage.

The guests watched with rapt attention and applauded indefinitely.

Seeing the atmosphere, Jamie was very happy with their daughter's idea this time.

After a 10-minute long martial arts competition, Master Dacey won.

The scene was even more boisterous.

However, in the midst of a cheer, a sudden sound of dissenting rang out.

"What's the point of just watching masters competition? I have an even better proposal. Mr. Matthews might want to hear it?"

Ashley stood up, and although she was speaking to Jamie, she wistfully glanced at Lyra and Keith.

Jamie was stunned and curious, "What's Miss Harrington's best idea? Can you tell me about it?"

The smile in Ashley's eyes intensified and she turned her gaze towards Lyra at a table not far away.

"I heard that Mr. Lloyd's female partner is excellent in martial arts. I don’t believe she can beat five people at the same time. How about competing with Master Dacey for the opening ceremony today to cheer us up?"

Lyra was tasting the delicate dishes Keith had gave her when she was mentioned.

There was a sudden silence.

Even if she was good at martial arts, and how can she be compared with Master Dacey? Not to mention the power disparity between men and women was so big. Lyra looked so weak and it was estimated that Master Dacey could beat her up with only two fingers.

This was clearly to make her embarrass!

Abigail, who was at the backstage arranging the performance, heard the commotion in front of her and had her wheelchair pushed onto the stage.

She smiled and said, "Miss Harrington, this proposal does not seem fair. You and Miss Carroll are my the Matthews family guests. Hurting either of them is no good for my hospitality. Why not sit down and see the performance? Maybe the next show will be your favorite."

Katelyn also stepped up to help out a bit.

Ashley stood still, still looking at Lyra with burning eyes.

Sensing that her side had become vulnerable, Sheila stood up and provoked her with her words.

"You don't dare, do you? That's easy too. Admit that you just brag about your greatness and they’re tricked by you. You're a big liar from the orphanage."

"Miss Freeman!"

Abigail couldn't tolerate it.

Without waiting for her to say anything, Lyra put down her chopsticks, "It's not that I don't dare, but I don't think it's meaningful even if I win. After all, I won't lose."

When this statement was made, the whole audience was in an uproar.

This woman ... was also too wild!

How dared she!

Only Keith was still calmly and nobly sipping red wine. The crowd momentarily found it difficult to understand his attitude on this matter.

Sheila, who was pleased with this comment, looked over at Master Dacey, who was also dumbfounded.

"Master Dacey, it seems she doesn't take you into consideration at all. If you really can't even beat her, how can you still be in the circle in the future?"

Master Dacey got a little angry, "Since this lady is so confident, why not try a match? But you are a little girl after all. If I win, it will be a disrepute. So I’ll only defense not attack. You can use ten moves without being attacked by me. And if you can beat me in ten moves, you win."

That was just the right thing to say.

The master bragged about himself and pretended to be a gentlemen at the same time.

And that meant she had to accept the match.

If Lyra refused again, she'll be called crazy and stupid, and she'll disgrace Keith as well.

All eyes in the room were focused on Lyra, and all of them were gloating.

Lyra met the gaze, rose gracefully and smiled faintly, "Since the master has given the word, I will give you this chance. But it is not necessary to bear my ten moves, I’ll win in a dishonorable way."

She was dressed in a maroon satin gown. Her face was beautiful and arrogant with stern and elegant temperament, which made almost everyone could not take their eyes off.

Unfortunately, Master Dacey was a face-saving person and can't stand people looking down on him, especially by a woman.

He snorted coldly. Obviously, he was angry, "That's what you said, then I will be serious."

Lyra still had a calm and self-effacing smile on her face as she left her seat and was about to walk towards the stage when Abigail, worried that she was at a disadvantage, stepped forward and said.

"Since they have to compare, then Miss Carroll’s dress seems inappropriate. Why don't we watch other performances first, and then come back when Miss Carroll goes down to change her clothes?"

The guests had no objection.

Abigail hurriedly winked at the maid.

Lyra didn't refuse and let the maid lead the way, leaving the hall.

Sheila looked at her expression, which was too calm to be true from beginning to end, and suddenly got a little worried.

"Ashley, look at her. She doesn't really think she can win against Master Dacey, right? And none of the professional fighters we sent last time have come back, in case ... later"

"There are no ‘in case’."

Ashley was confident, "Although my men are not bad in martial arts, compared to Master Dacey, they are still far behind. She's only in her twenties. Even if she is excellent, she can't be better than Master Dacey, so just wait and see."

"And what if Master Dacey lets go?"

"Don't worry."

She smiled triumphantly and leaned close to Sheila's ear, continuing, "There is nothing in this world that money can't fix. I've already had someone pay Master Dacey to let he pretend to cripple her by accident. The Matthews family hosts the party this time. No matter what, it can not be blamed on us!"