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.

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

and did

less than ten minutes, only he

sweat off his head, and asked, “Anyone

Yudel squinted at him.

This guy was buffed.

years ago,

after five years, he recovered pretty well, and he’s got

him a pestilence,

exactly?” Yudel sneered, “If you want to reconcile with Ziana, better drop it. I know my sister too well. Growing up, whatever

paused before continuing

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.”

heard that blood is thicker than water?”

is the bond

he opened his hand towards the kid, trying to get the kid to hug

was only giggling just now, suddenly turned

in his arms, and once again ordered the eviction, “Mr. Lewis, didn’t you realize that you are a nuisance right

giving him a d*mn, fine, but even his newborn son refused to

to believe

walked up to the

breath.

the young master’s crying. What if he ran out of

who froze still, “You still here? You

at the little cub, squinted his eyes