After divorce I am a billionaire

Chapter 410 Generous Rara

Ethel stared at her and stunned by her cold gaze. Uncontrollably, she was trembling and aware of a

hint of danger.

Seeing that Ethel was finally a little scared, she snorted lightly.

"Tomorrow morning, I will have you sent to the countryside residence with bodyguards to watch over

you. There are former servants from our family. They will keep an eye on you day in and day out doing

farm work."

"Every night before sunset, you will be whipped with ten lashes, and then you will kneel in the courtyard

and finish reciting a whole book of Prajnaparamita as a confession of your sins. You can rest when you

have finished reading."

"How do you feel about doing that every day, week in and week out? Isn't that magnanimous?"

Ethel's back stiffened and her already weak face went wan little by little.

She had heard of Prajnaparamita, which consisted of six hundred volumes, with a total of more than

five million words. She didn't know if she could finish it in one night if she really had to read it from

cover to cover.

This kind of punishment was really torturing.

"Lyra, you're so ruthless." She lifted her face and looked so resentful.

Lyra looked at her askance, and her tone was cold, "You weren't ruthless when you took advantage of

my sympathy for you? Injected me with drugs and pushed me into the water? When you hired so many

killers to take my life, you weren't ruthless?"

"You also tried to splash me with S40 biochemical virus and used Irene to harm me many times. And

when you instigated Claudia to push dad down the stairs, faked my birth, forced Collin to only stand in

line with you, and plotted to take over the Lloyd family inheritance, you weren't ruthless?"

Looking at each other, Ethel smiled with relief, "I'm content to add so many troubles to your life."

Thinking of Collin, she added, "There are many things Collin does not know much about until now. I

dare to accept the consequences of my doing and never involve others."

Lyra had little expression. Her eyes still looked deep and cold, "You deserve it, and he, too. I will not ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

forgive him."

With what she said, she walked back to the couch and sat down next to Malcolm.

Fifteen immediately went to drag Ethel up, and Lyra continued, "Put her in the basement tonight, and

send her to the countryside in the morning."

"Yes, Miss." Fifteen responded and asked, "Do we need to let her pack her luggage?"

"No, those luxury jewelry, earrings, designer bags, and make-up. From now on, she won't need them."

Ethel was feebly taken away.

Before she left, she was still looking back at Lyra. And there was a cold smile on her face, "Lyra, you

might have made a mistake by not taking my life this time."

In the hall, along with her laughter, the air was filled with an eerie smell.

But without the help of Reginald and Collin, she was unable to raise a hue and cry, and the few people

sitting on the couch didn't have much of an expression.

Micah didn't say a word from the beginning to the end.

Seeing that things were almost taken care of, he got up, "Rara, I'm planning to leave Suham the day

after tomorrow to take care of things over at the neighbor city's hospital. I will be back on the day of

your wedding ceremony."

"Great."

Lyra simply responded.

Micah just left, and Keith also followed and got up, "Rara, Melissa is recently filming a reality show on

wilderness survival. I'm planning to go over to visit her recently. I'll come back with her on your wedding

day."

Lyra didn't say anything and nodded her head.

Lyra understood that after this kind of thing had happened at home, they were both upset and wanted

to leave the Lloyd Manor to get some fresh air and relax.

When everything was taken care of, Lyra informed Kathleen to remind Collin that the succession would

be signed tomorrow at the Lloyd Manor with Harvey.

As for the Lloyd Manor and the whole Anning Hill, she was afraid she would not easily come back in

the future.

Being carried by Malcolm, she left the Lloyd Manor and boarded a car back to Lyre Spiti.

The next morning, there was no news about the return party of the Lloyd family on the Internet, and

even the famous actress Ethel disappeared from the screen overnight.

Many netizens and avid fans posted online to ask, only to find that Ethel's twitter was logged off, and all

top searches related to her were deleted.

The Lloyd Manor on Anning Hill.

The basement door was opened, and Ethel, who had spent the night huddled in a dark corner, was

taken by Twelve and Fifteen to the car to the remote countryside.

And later, the two of them would be responsible for staying to watch over Ethel.

In addition to the two of them, Malcolm also asked Chad to quietly send two people to keep an eye on it

every day.

The limousine could only be parked on the main road. They had to take a country road and climb a

small mountain to reach the destination.

An hour later, Ethel's feet were broken. Her body was dehydrated, and she finally arrived at the Lloyd

family's retired servant's house.

The old servant, Cerys Steele, was an old woman in her fifties, with a semi-paralyzed partner and son

at home.

Cerys was confused when she saw Ethel's pretty and young face.

Especially when she saw that Ethel was covered in blood, the left side of her face was still swollen, she

instantly felt sympathy for the girl.

"Sir, she is quite pitiful. What did she do? Our lady wants to get her to do hard labor here?"

Twelve gently glanced at the silent Ethel, "Don't let her appearance fool you. She has a heart more

vicious than a viper ..."

He told Cerys all of Ethel's previous great achievements, and Lyra's instructions, and solemnly said

them twice.

After learning of the girl's heinous behavior, Cerys' way to look at Ethel changed dramatically.

"Sir, don't worry. I will not be soft. I will make her every day as if she is living in hell!"

Twelve nodded, took out the reward, and a whole box of Prajnaparamita. Then he helped carry them

into the house with Fifteen.

Cerys took a cotton and linen clothes that she had worn and not used, and changed Ethel from the

expensive little dress.

It was only eight in the morning and Cerys was immediately taking Ethel to the fields to work.

Ethel's lips were white. Plus last night's lack of rest, she had long been exhausted.

"Hey, can you let me have a glass of water and take a breather first?"

Cerys wrinkled her eyebrows and mocked her with displeasure, "You haven't even done any work. And

you want to drink water and rest? You are really used to a good life and very petulant! Do you need me

to cook for you and eat the food before the work?"

Ethel was really powerless, could only pretend not to understand her being ironic and showed

weakness first.

"I haven't eaten from last night to this morning, and I've been beaten. I haven't rested well, and my

whole body is really weak, so please do me a favor."

"You wish!"

Cerys was not moved, and snorted, "My family has rules. Get up at 5:30 in the morning, breakfast at 6.

After the time, there's no food. Now is 8 o'clock. Do you still want me to go alone to cook for you? Do

you really think you are here to enjoy the blessings?"

She emphasized, "You are here to work! You're here to repent and atone for your sins! Put away your

dainty act. I'm the hard-hearted Cerys. I don't take your shit!"

Being unable to talk, Ethel had no choice but to finally be dragged by her hard to go to the field to dig

mud.