On the day of the divorce, Boris Lewis gave Ziana Scott 100 million dollars on the condition that she take the child back to remote mountain.
Not long after, the two met again. The ex-wife he identified as poor wore tens of millions of the world's only high-end shoes, and her feet were priceless crystal high-heeled shoes. She brazenly said in front of the camera that she owns a gold mine.
Boris Lewis thought, a mere 100 million, why are you pretending to be rich? I'm worth hundreds of billions and I don't dare to brag like that!
He and the majority of netizens are waiting for the day when she slaps her in the face.
It turns out that her family's gold mines are innumerable, and she is not a poor farm girl, but a genius with super IQ, a master of many sciences, a god-level master, a national chess player, a master of metaphysics...
And the savior who he has been looking for for many years.
In order to get Ziana Scott back, Boris Lewis made love madly.
"I want a kiss!"
"I want a hug!"
"I can't live without my wife!"
The reporter interviewed Ziana Scott, "What is the relationship between Mr. Lewis and you?"
"Oh, he's my simp ex-husband." She smiled swayingly, "but the next one is better. We’ll never get back together."

The Hidden Gold Mine Heiress Divorcee

"I never regarded her as a toy." Boris whispered, "It's you. You know the purpose of approaching Ziana best."

"I don't know, because I have no purpose." Edison immediately denied, "Boris, don't always think that you are the only one who is sincere to Ziana in the whole world. I don't allow you to slander me. You don't understand me at all!"

He raised his eyebrows lazily, like a cunning hunter who lured his prey into his trap.

"I don't understand you. Do you understand me?"

Edison choked, "I don't understand you. But I see what you have done, and you don't care about her at all!"

Boris twitched mockingly, and he leaned forward slightly, "Really?"

He was taller than Edison, nearly one meter and nine tall. As long as he wanted, he could easily give people a sense of oppression.

"Maybe." He replied with a vague meaning, his voice was extremely vague.

Chapter 309 An End