The Hidden Gold Mine Heiress Divorcee

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.

fear at all. Instead, his eyes opened wide with curiosity, his little hands clapped excitedly, and

glanced at him, and

less than ten minutes, only he

sweat off

Yudel squinted at him.

This guy was buffed.

five years ago, he was a complete

years, he recovered pretty well, and

still considers him a pestilence,

with Ziana, better drop it. I know my sister too

before continuing

near Ziana, let alone the kid, and he frowned with displeasure, “The child’s five months

him.”

that blood is thicker than water?” Boris glanced at him,

the bond

his hand towards the kid, trying to get the kid to

only giggling just now, suddenly

his arms, and once again ordered the eviction, “Mr. Lewis, didn’t you realize

wife not giving him a d*mn, fine,

refused to

he walked up to the kid, he wailed

breath.

have to stop the young master’s

froze still, “You still here? You want him to

cub, squinted his eyes and grumbled, feeling