The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin)

"I can't believe you noticed it."

The man was stunned for a moment, ripped off the stethoscope hanging around his neck and threw at him, "Then I won't pretend. If someone wants you dead, you won't walk out alive today!"

Fred forced himself to bear the pain of his injuries and was able to dodge his attack. With a backward roll, he kept a distance from this man.

"Who sent you?!"

"Didn't you already guess whom I’m with?"

The man rushed up with agility and wrestled with him in the small room.

"You no longer have any use. Living will only stand in the way of Miss Matthews. I advise you not to be insensitive. Go to hell!"

He locked Fred with his thick right arm and raised his left hand high to Fred's neck.

"I don't believe you! It's impossible! Miss Matthews won't hurt me. Who sent you to frame her up!"

Fred struggled violently and flexed his elbow, against him heavily on his chest.

The man dodged, and the syringe was knocked out of his hands. Fred took advantage of the situation to crouch down and quickly pick up the syringe.

"Good, how dare you be so rampant when you're on the verge of death. Hurry up and bring me the syringe! I'll send you to heaven!"

The doctor was completely enraged by him.

"Then we'll see if you've got what it takes." Fred covered the wound that was oozing blood from the violent movement and collided head-on with him.

Just as the two collided against each other, Fred saw the right moment to jab the needle hard into his back, pushing the sedative inside.

The man grunted and collapsed limply.

After doing all this, Fred sat down on the floor, panting heavily, and when he had recovered some strength, he did not hesitate to push open the door of the room.

Whether what the man said was true or not, he had to leave the Matthews family first.

going to find Charlotte and ask her himself if

on last night, he felt his way to the back door and stumbled

so desperate to get an answer from Charlotte, he couldn't care less about the wounds that started bleeding all over his body,

himself with his arms, trying not to fall over.

towards him, with a long fishtail

"Dazed?"

front of him and observed him. Her icy voice sounded devoid

in a semi-conscious state, only to feel that the tone was so familiar, trying to brace himself to lift his head to see who it was, but his eyes went black and he completely

up again, he found the woman standing in front of him ...

It was Lyra.

you're not

"Sorry to disappoint you."

of leaving. After dealing with

to the police for several crimes. And

"How is this possible!?"

a mixture of shock and anger, "It must be you. You’re a vicious woman. You deliberately set

really going on, you'd

to talk to

those crimes! Even if I go to jail, I will still try to make you pay for your

dressed man from above, "But for now,

and lay on the floor

laughing

haven't changed at all, still the same as before the divorce. You only cling to the boss."

his smile and his tone was extraordinarily harsh, "I thought you will change and recognize reality after coming back from the death, but it

puzzled, but she didn't bother to explain

not like a woman who has a murderous heart like

to say these words, and he lay on the ground panting.

a limit to my patience, so I'll ask you one last time. Where

won't tell you! I won't even die! Don't even think about going back to boss!" shouted Fred hysterically, "When boss comes back, he'll get

"Very well."

"I hope you're still tough-talking in the