After divorce I am a billionaire

Chapter 313 Rara wants to let Malcolm know what sinister is

Outside the VIP private room.

Chad saw that people were gone, only Ethel with his own BOSS alone inside. He quietly opened a

crack, eavesdropping.

He just heard this last sentence from Ethel.

He went pale with fear and immediately ran to the quiet hallway and called Lyra to tip her off!

If Miss Lyra was not coming, and his boss is drunk, what if another woman touched him!

The private room.

Malcolm was still holding Ethel's neck and sneered, "You're not worthy to compete with her."

As if provoked by these words, the smile on Ethel's face gradually disappeared and she was a little

breathless by his strangulation.

Malcolm didn't have time to appreciate her reaction and withdrew his hand, "If you still want your

position as the spokesperson, get out now!"

Ethel covered her neck, coughed a few times, picked up her bag, and left.

When she left, Malcolm drank several bottles of wine again. Because he drank too quickly, the feeling

of drunkenness quickly overwhelmed his head.

He took off his gloves and threw them away out of habit, and his whole body leaned back onto the

couch, drunkenly unconscious.

...

Lyra arrived in a hurry just in time to see Ethel who was in front of Peachpuff.

Ethel smiled brightly and took the initiative to greet her, "Miss Lloyd, what a coincidence! The party just

ended."

"It's not a coincidence. I am here to find my man." Lyra's elegant neck was slightly raised, still in a

noble and cold posture.

Her words at the end were an assertion of her sovereignty.

Ethel's face changed slightly, but quickly smiled, "Mr. Malcolm and you are so in love. I really envy.

Then I wish you can always be happy. Live together till old age!"

"We will."

Lyra knew what she said was sarcasm, but couldn't guess how much she knew about the inside story.

Ethel said nothing more and was ready to leave.

As she brushed past Lyra, her arm was gently clutched by Lyra.

"Miss Ethel, I'm a little curious about the sponsor behind you. Is it convenient to reveal to me

privately?"

Ethel looked flattered, "Miss Lloyd, you really want to know? If you give me Mr. Malcolm, I can tell you

all my secrets!"

"It just seems like there's no need of talking, so you might keep these secrets for the rest of your life."

Lyra withdrew her hand and gracefully folded her arms.

"It's not fun to hide it for the rest of my life." Ethel narrowed her eyes and smiled. Her expression looked

extraordinarily innocent, "Miss Lloyd, rest assured that you will know my secret sooner or later. When

the time comes, do not be too surprised!"

She gently raised her eyebrows, and her words seemed to have deep meaning. Then she quickly

twisted her slender waist and left.

Lyra turned back and looked at her back with a gradually serious expression.

It was only when Ethel's back faded into the night that she withdrew her thoughts and turned to enter

the bar.

Chad was anxious at the door of the private room, and as soon as he saw Lyra, he immediately rushed

over, "Miss Lyra, don't get me wrong! It's just a party! Miss Ethel was invited because she is the

spokesperson ..."

Not waiting for him to finish, Lyra was sullen, then bypassed him and went inside the private room.

Chad saw that she was obviously angry and could only fold his hands and pray silently for his boss.

Lyra entered the room and her eyes were instantly on Malcolm, who was drunk on the couch.

She walked over to him and sat down, patted his face gently, and called out tentatively, "Malcolm?"

No response. He was really drunk.

Lyra smelled his breath of alcohol and the fire in her heart was set off, churning and screaming.

This restless man!

Even if he didn't tell her about the party, the complications on his body only recovered for a few days,

and he started to make mishaps!

And alone with Ethel! And getting drunk!

He got little vigilance. He was not afraid if Ethel would something to his body while he was drunk and

unconscious!?

She had been distracted in the whole afternoon, even in the meeting. She was thinking about giving

him a small surprise to convince him and prevent to admit her defeating so it could improve their mood.

Now it seemed there was no need! Absolutely not!

"Malcolm! I'll teach you today what it means to have a heart of evil!"

The more she thought about it, the more angry Lyra was. She opened the bag and took out the new

waterproof lipstick inside, and her cunningly beautiful eyes flashed with evilness.

She unbuttoned Malcolm's shirt, exposing his perfect abs.

Then she took the lipstick and wrote a few words on his chest.

And she put on the lipstick on her own lips and kissed his neck and abs.

The healthy honey-colored skin was marked with red and sexy lipstick marks, which were particularly

conspicuous.

With his handsome face, he looked like a beauty.

Very vulnerable!

As if that wasn't enough, Lyra made another lip marks on his left cheek. Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Then she quietly admired the fruits of her labor.

Well, it was very satisfied!

Malcolm, he'd better prepare for her attack!

She left the private room, walked up to Chad, came close to Chad's ear and whispered, "Later you

need to say this ... and this ..."

Chad was silenced by what she said, "No! If he knows I helped you lie to him, he'll kill me!"

Recently, Chad learned a lesson.

That was to never mess with women, especially Miss Lyra, a woman with a dark heart!

His simple and innocent boss soon would be schemed!

Lyra patted his shoulder, "With me, you can't die!"

Chad was very panicked and even more flustered.

"Go ahead don't be afraid! Don't you want to enjoy his reaction?"

The little evil inside her heart was awakened by Lyra. Chad gripped the door handle of the private room

and breathed deeply.

After calming himself down, he rushed into the private room.

Even though he was prepared, he was still shocked by the bright red lipstick on Malcolm's body.

He shook Malcolm to wake him up and panic was written all over his face, "Boss, don't sleep! Wake

up!"

Malcolm's vision were blurred and he was still drunken as he looked over at him.

"Boss! Wake up! Something big is going to happen! Look for yourself!" He turned on his phone, turned

on the selfie function, and displayed it to Malcolm.

Malcolm's sleepiness instantly disappeared the moment he saw the words on his chest!

He looked down and his clothes were lifted at some point.

Feeling cool, his body was full of bright and fiery red lipstick and he trembled a little bit.

"What's this writing? Who did this!?"

Chad read it for him, "It says 'Mr. Malcolm, had a great time tonight. See you next time.' Boss, the last

person who just went out of the private room was Miss Ethel."

Chad immediately covered his mouth in surprise, and his face was full of horror, "Screwed! Boss, did

you ... my good! There is lipstick mark on your face too!"

"Ethel?"

Malcolm recalled that Ethel was quite disciplined when she went out.

Could it be that he was drunk and out of his mind?

"Shit! I'm raped... ?"

He didn't feel very well!

Not only that.

He also found that, knowing that Ethel had done this beastly deed to himself, he was surprised to see

these lip marks on his body ...

And he didn't feel offended at all!!!

He couldn't breathe and almost passed out on the spot.

It was screwed. He was not only raped. He was also mentally cheating on Lyra!

He felt sorry for Rara!!!

"Mel!"

Just as Malcolm was about to punch the wall in anger, Lyra's anxious voice came in from outside the

hallway.