Após o Divórcio Me Tornei Uma Bilionária Capítulo 89

Ashley viu que ainda podia zombar de si mesma com uma cara calma, estava
com tanta raiva que cerrou os dentes e estava decidida a humilhá-la!
“Ótimo! Então veremos quem estará errado!”
Ela disse, pegou o celular e entrou em contato com a amiga no exterior. Após
alguma comunicação com sua amiga, ela finalmente conseguiu o número de
telefone de Kawa.
Então, na frente de todo o público, ela discou o número de Kawa diretamente e,
pensativa, ligou o viva-voz.
Dudududu…
Digite o título…
O toque fez todos prenderem a respiração e a atmosfera ficou repentinamente
tensa.
Ashley olhou vitoriosamente para Lyra, “Se você admitir na hora agora que o jiujitsu que você aprendeu foi roubado e pedir desculpas a todos que você é um
ladrão e um mentiroso, eu ainda posso considerar deixá-lo ir.”
Ela fez uma pausa e acenou com o telefone com orgulho, “Você só tem alguns
segundos para pensar sobre isso. Você deve estar em pânico, certo?”
Lyra franziu os lábios e não respondeu, olhando para ela como um palhaço.
Ashley odiava o olhar dela e, por causa do público e da presença de Keith, ela
não ousava dizer nada muito agressivo.
Mas em seu coração, ela secretamente decidiu que quando as coisas fossem
acertadas e Lyra não tivesse mais espaço para voltar atrás, ela arrancaria os
olhos da cadela e veria se ela poderia continuar a olhar para os dela com
arrogância!
Ashley was thinking about it when the ringing suddenly ceased, followed by the
voice of an old woman who sounded in her fifties.
“Who?”
Ashley’s heart pounded as it was her first time to speak directly with a big name
in martial arts like Kawa.
She tried to suppress the excitement in her heart and asked politely, “Master
Kawa, I’m sorry to disturb you, but it’s because I found someone pretending to be
your disciple. And that person was caught red-handed and denied it, so I had to
call you for confirmation.”
The caller was silent for two seconds, followed by a bit of impatience, “I only
have one disciple.”
“Yes, yes, I know. But the moves this woman makes are almost identical to
yours, and I suspect that she stole your martial arts …”
Kawa was a bit annoyed, “How could this happen!? How dare she pretend to be
my disciple and steal my moves, shameless!”
With what she said, the whole room almost understood what the truth was all
about.
That was what Kawa said herself!
Certain guests who were obviously praising Lyra a few minutes ago instantly
looked at Lyra in anger, wanting to kill her with their eyes.
The smugness in Ashley’s eyes was overflowing.
She held her chin high in a victorious manner.
“You heard it all, Master Kawa herself admitted that she doesn’t have you as a
disciple. Are you proven to be wrong? I’ll see how you die here!”
Keith wrinkled his brow and was about to speak when Lyra pulled his wrist from
behind.
Lyra took a step forward and hooked her lips in a smile, “I never said I am Kawa’s
disciple. How can I be proven wrong?”
Ashley froze.
Master Mokusei looked embarrassed, for it was just brought up by him …Lyra did
not admit it.
But she didn’t object either.
Wasn’t this a deliberate attempt to cause everyone to misunderstand!?
Lyra’s words did not satisfy the entire audience, but rather there were more and
more disgusting words.
Ashley coldly snorted, “But you stole the master’s jujitsu. How do you explain
that!?”
Lyra covered her mouth and smiled even wider, “Are you so sure I stole her and
not Kawa learning from me?”
When she said this, the audience was in an uproar, and the voices denouncing
her intensified.
“Oh my God, how dare she! Who gave her the courage to be so arrogant!?”
“Calling Master Kawa by her real name is really uncultured!”
Master Mokusei also shook his head repeatedly after hearing this, sighing that
Lyra was hopeless!
Ashley was even more amused by her cocky comments.
“Fine, then I’ll let you die today and never get away with again!”
She said, picked up the phone with the handset, and said something to Kawa on
the other end of the line.
It seemed to get Kawa’s approval before she hung up the phone and called out to
Katelyn.
“Please Mrs. Matthews have someone turn on the big screen. I will make a video
link with Master Kawa and put it on the big screen so that everyone present can
see if Master Kawqa recognizes this thief or not!”
Katelyn didn’t move and looked back at Abigail in her wheelchair.
Abigail, however, was looking at Lyra.
Lyra felt her gaze and nodded slightly. She was still as calm as hell.
Abigail sighed.
There was no way. She was so calm. What was the use of her worry? So she
can only agree to Ashley’s request.
Soon, the large screen in the center of the stage was turned on.
Ashley stood resolutely in the middle of the stage, ensuring that she was the first
person Kawa saw after dialing in to give master a favorable impression.
The video was successfully connected and Kawa was sitting in a chair. her long
years of martial arts practice made her look young and not at all like someone
who was already in her fifties.
Ashley assumed an elegant yet respectful gesture and bowed to Kawa.
“Hello Master Kawa. I am Ashley who called you. This time I trouble you, I …”
Before she could finish her words, Kawa’s face was stinky and impatient.
“I don’t have the time to listen to your polite words. Where is the person who
dares to steal and pretend to be my disciple?”
In front of so many people, Ashley’s face froze.
But she quickly switched her expression back and silently cursed Lyra with this.
“Look, Master, it’s this woman! And just now she even said out loud that you
learn from her!”
With Ashley’s words, the camera followed and turned to Lyra.
Lyra smiled faintly and locked eyes with the camera, “Kawa, it’s been a long
time.”
Some people on the scene started to waver. She dared to call Master Kawa by
her first name in front of her.
Could it be that they really knew each other?
And Kawa on the other side of the video froze for a long time after seeing Lyra’s
face, even putting on her glasses and looking at the screen up close.
Seeing that she seemed to be double checking, Ashley suddenly began to be
unsure.
Kawa’s eyes saw guests behind Lyra, and realized what was going on. She
suddenly stood up and bowed deeply towards Lyra.
And she said something that the crowd did not expect!
“Master, I really didn’t expect it to be you. Kawa was wrong. I shouldn’t have
disrespected you!”
Everyone’s jaw dropped in shock.
What was this … situation!!!??
Kawa, who was in her fifties, called Lyra, who was twenty-three years old,
Master!
TV shows were not as dramatic as this event was!
Lyra smiled and accepted her apology, “It was the villain who instigated it. You
are not to blame.”
The “villain”, Ashley, was so shocked that her pupils dilated and she took two
unbelievable steps back.
“It can’t be! How is this possible!?”
Before Ashley could say anything, Sheila smoldered with resentment.
She pointed angrily at Kawa and issued an query to show that she was not
reconciled.
“You’re not Kawa at all, are you! You’re hired by her to put on a show! How can
she, an orphan with no parents, be the master of Master Kawa herself! I don’t
believe it!”