The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 69

"Bastard!"

Melvin's veins on his hands bulged and he grabbed his collar and punched him hard in the face, "From which position did she jump? Where did she fall?"

Fred was dizzy from the punch by him.

He wiped the blood seeping out of the corner of his mouth and just laughed, not answering.

Melvin kicked him in the stomach.

Fred fell to the ground and rolled. It took a long time before he covered his stomach and struggled to get up.

"Sorry, Boss. Even if you beat me to death here today, I won't tell you Lyra's whereabouts."

"When I find her, I'll come back and fix you."

After saying that, Melvin left Fred's apartment, sending someone to put him in the apartment bedroom before leaving, and letting a bodyguard to keep an eye on him.

Coming out of the apartment, Melvin immediately made a phone call.

"Jay, immediately check Lyra's flight last night and what her location would be. Be quick."

He sat in the car and lit his cigarette with annoyance.

When the eighth cigarette was smoked, the phone finally rang.

He didn't even think about it and answered it immediately.

"I got it. Last night her flight went through a mountain range from Frayton to the neighbor city. There's a good chance she fell there. How's that? I'm quick this time, right?"

Jay, who was on the other end of the phone, was helpless, "I didn't expect Fred to be so bold this time. However, that mountain range is very large. If she really jumped from the plane, there is no way she can still be alive. Melvin, are you sure you want to find her?"

Melvin wrinkled his eyebrows. His black eyes suddenly dilated uncontrollable, "Bring her back, dead or alive."

After saying that, he hung up the phone and rushed to that mountain range as quick as a flash.

...

Irene planed to go to Keith's villa early in the morning to find her out.

Because Keith was at home, she waited until the afternoon.

She checked Keith's itinerary and immediately rushed to his villa with a few bodyguards after he left the villa and she confirmed that he went to Angle Group.

"Just wait, whatever you are Lyra or Abigail, you're going to get the hell out of here today!" She sat in the back seat of the Bentley, gritting her teeth.

The Bentley pulled over at the door.

Irene had just gotten out of the car when she was stopped by several bodyguards outside the villa who were patrolling in the shadows.

"This lady, this is Mr. Lloyd's private residence. He has left. Please pay a visit to him when Mr. Lloyd is at home." A bodyguard wearing a suit and sunglasses politely said so.

"You don't know who I am? You dare to stop me?" Irene looked him up and down twice in disgust and insisted on rushing inside.

The bodyguard blocked her view, "Please go back. We can't let anyone in without Mr. Lloyd's order."

Being irritated by his attitude, Irene raised her hand and slapped him in the face.

A crunching sound was clearly audible in the silent residential area.

"You didn't listen to me when I told you to let me in. You force me to do so. I'm telling you, I'm Keith's fiancee, Irene Frazier. You don't deserve to stop me."

Irene revealed her identity and grew more and more condescending.

"Even if you are his fiancee, you cannot enter without Mr. Lloyd's permission. I hope you will not give us a hard time."

Irene's patience was running out, "You're just a bodyguard. Don't be unappreciative. As Keith's fiancee, I suspect there are another women in his villa. So what's wrong with me coming over to take a look? It's reasonable for both reason and sense, so let me in if you know what you're doing."

Several bodyguards exchanged glances and hesitated in their original resolute attitude.

They naturally knew Irene's status was noble and they couldn't afford to mess with her, and if they fought, they couldn't afford it either, so they reluctantly let go.

Anyway, she could get into the front door, but she couldn't get into the third floor.

Irene gave a condescending "hum", tucked her hair, and walked in the door with her bodyguards.

"Quickly go and inform Mr. Lloyd. Someone is breaking in and we can't stop them." While Irene went inside, the bodyguard ordered with a gloomy face.

When Connie, who was cleaning the villa, saw them, she froze for two seconds, "Who are you? How dare you break into our house in broad daylight? Get out! If you don't leave, I'll call the police!"

"Whom do I need to report to when I go into my fiance's house?" Irene frowned and looked at Connie in disgust, "Don't take her seriously. Search! Until we find the person!"

"Hey! What's wrong with you?"

Connie put down the mop in her hand and hurriedly went to stop the bodyguards, "Break in and dare to search the house?"

"I can search as much as I want."

Irene gave her a contemptuous look and then looked behind her at the bodyguards, "What are you still doing? Waiting for me to search the place myself?"

The bodyguards who were still standing in place immediately scattered, and Irene swaggered over to a sofa and sat down straight away.

"You! You really think you are the master here? Even if you are Miss Frazier, you're not as good as Miss Carroll!" Connie was furious, pointing at her and scolding her.

Irene was completely enraged by her words and raised her leg to kick over a trash can.

The floor, which had just been swept clean, was instantly spilled with garbage.

Connie was so angry and shaking.

Irene had her arms crossed and looked at her smugly, "How can I live up your expectation on me without doing something bad?"

Peter came down from upstairs and whispered close to Irene's ear, "Miss, we've searched the first and second floors. But we found that there are still many bodyguards guarding the third floor. Very suspicious."

"Turn the third floor upside down for me!"

Irene stood up and personally led a group of bodyguards towards the third floor.

Several bodyguards in suits blocked her way at the third floor stairway and coldly spoke to shoo her away.

"Miss Frazier, please don't come over. Mr. Lloyd has specially instructed that no one but himself can enter the third floor. Please return."

"I'll be the hostess of this place in the future, and you guys even dare to stop me?"

Irene glared at them and tried to walk around them to continue on, but one of the bodyguards reached out to stop her again.

"Sorry Miss Frazier, Mr. Lloyd has clearly instructed that no one will be allowed to pass without his order, and neither will you, so please cooperate with us."

"I have to enter today. Who dares to stop me?!"

Irene beckoned, and the bodyguards behind her immediately complied, quickly rushing over and scuffling with the Lloyd family's bodyguards.

However, the group of bodyguards guarding the third floor were extraordinarily agile, and the few fighting masters she brought were all under control. Soon the battle was very close to an end.

"What's wrong with you? Didn't you say that the people you found are famous experts? How come you can't even handle a group of bodyguards?" Irene glared at Peter and said with hatred.

"Miss, I swear to God. This group of people are indeed all fighting masters. But the people arranged by Mr. Lloyd are also not bad in strength. All of them are much better."

"Then what should we do? We can't just go home!"

Irene was reluctant, biting her lower lip. Suddenly she glanced at a dagger pinned to Peter's waist.