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.

not show fear at all. Instead, his eyes opened wide with curiosity, his little hands clapped excitedly, and he made strange gurgling noises

and

less than ten minutes,

little sweat off his head,

Yudel squinted at him.

This guy was buffed.

him back five years ago, he was a complete

pretty well, and he’s

still considers him

Ziana, better drop it. I know my

paused before continuing towards the

wanted Boris to go near Ziana, let alone the kid, and he frowned with displeasure, “The child’s five months old before his father

him.”

Scott, haven’t you heard that blood is thicker than water?” Boris glanced at him, “My son and I share

it is the bond of

hand towards the kid, trying

was only giggling just now, suddenly

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

wife not giving him a d*mn, fine, but even his

refused to

up to the kid, he wailed again, much louder, as if he was going out

breath.

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

“You

cub, squinted his eyes and grumbled,