The Hidden Gold Mine Heiress Divorcee

Chapter 120

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!” This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

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.

Even the cub in the nurse’s arms did not 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 time, as if cheering for everyone.

Boris glanced at him, and did not hold back.

In less than ten minutes, only he was left standing.

He wiped the little sweat off his head, and asked, “Anyone else?”

Yudel squinted at him.

This guy was buffed.

When Ziana dragged him back five years ago, he was a complete mess.

And after five years, he recovered pretty well, and he’s got pretty top skills.

Yudel still considers him a pestilence, though.

“What do you want exactly?” Yudel sneered, “If you want to reconcile with Ziana, better drop it. I know my sister too well. Growing up, whatever she decided, she won’t easily change her mind.”

Boris paused before continuing towards the kid.

Yudel never wanted Boris to 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. The people he recognizes does not include you. You’re not holding

him.”

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

connection, it is the bond of blood.”

As he spoke, he opened his hand towards the kid, trying to get the kid to hug him..

And the kid, who was only giggling just now, suddenly turned into a wail.

Yudel coldly marched forth and pushed him away, hugged the kid in his arms, and once again ordered the eviction, “Mr. Lewis, didn’t you realize that you are a nuisance right now? Bug off this instant.”

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

He refused to believe this.

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

breath.

The nanny yelled at the side, “Mr. Scott, you have to stop the young master’s crying. What if he ran out of air and blacked out?”

Yudel kicked Boris who froze still, “You still here? You want him to die?”

Boris looked at the little cub, squinted his eyes and grumbled, feeling uncomfortable.

“I’ll be back another time,” said Boris as he hurried out the villa.

But then the phone rang as soon as he got into the car.

He took it out and saw Vivi on video call.

He hung up and blocked her calls.

All these years, she had made a fool of him, and all debts with her were settled. There’s no more need to keep in touch.

Nell asked from the driver’s seat, “Mr. Lewis, where to next?”

“Where did Miss Scott go?”

“Uh… No idea.”

Boris pursed his lips, “What the hell am I paying you for? Can you look it up? Do I have to tell you everything?”

Nell felt awkward, And he knew it would be wise not to pick up at this time.

After Boris finished He took out some wipes from the locker and slowly cleaning the sweat on his head.

Just then, another video call came up.

He hastily turned on the screen again, The screen changed suddenly, and an unknown object popped up.

The black round head moved up to reveal a familiar face.

Only that face became much darker, making the teeth look even brighter.

His face was messed up with paint, with a huge straw hat on his head.

Boris looked at his weird outfit, gave a tiny smile, and cursed, “F**k.”

After hearing the voice that was long overdue, Steven wailed out loud, “Boris! At last! S*b s*b! I miss you so much! Boris! Help me please, save me! I can’t stay in this sh*thole any longer!”