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.

the cub in the nurse’s arms did not show fear at all. Instead, his eyes opened wide with curiosity, his

him, and did not

minutes, only he was left

the little sweat off his head, and asked,

Yudel squinted at him.

This guy was buffed.

dragged him back five years ago, he

he recovered pretty

him a pestilence,

better drop it. I know my sister too well. Growing up, whatever she decided,

continuing towards the

frowned with displeasure, “The child’s five months old before his father came to see him. The people he recognizes does not

him.”

thicker than water?” Boris glanced at him, “My son and I share

is the

he opened his hand towards the kid, trying to

the kid, who was only giggling just now, suddenly turned into

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

wasn’t expecting this. The wife not giving him a d*mn, fine, but even his newborn son

refused to believe

soon as he tried again, just as he walked up to the kid, he wailed again, much louder, as if he was going out

breath.

have to stop the young master’s crying. What if he ran out

still, “You still here? You want him to

cub, squinted his eyes and grumbled,