The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 112

After Wesley finished in front of Lyra, he sighed deeply and walked out of the president's office with his hands behind his back. He was exasperated and without looking back.

When he was completely out of the Freeman group, he changed his face from a sad frown to a relaxed and happy smile.

Meanwhile in the office.

Lyra turned her head to Melvin and saw that the corners of his mouth were slightly puffy and the thumbprint on the left side of his face was clearly visible.

His handsome face that can be viewed every day, was beaten like this by Wesley.

Sooner or later, she'll have to kill that old fox!

"Does it hurt?"

She cupped his chin and observed his injuries.

Melvin had no expression and did not answer. His face was as calm as if he was not the one being beaten.

Lyra saw him and got angry, viciously pinching the flesh on the left side of his face.

Melvin tightened his eyebrows and averted his face in pain, trying to avoid her clutches.

Finally his expression was different. She thought he couldn't feel the pain.

Lyra's face was not good, "It seems you know the pain. Why you did not dodge when Wesley slapped you? Don't tell me you didn't have time to react!"

If she did not protect him, with his current physical fitness, can he resist a few blows?

Melvin pursed the corners of his mouth, but asked her rhetorically, "Where were you the day Grandpa died?"

Lyra locked eyes with him and saw his dark eyes.

Was this a case of believing Wesley and suspecting that she really killed old Freeman?

She didn't lie, "Right before old Freeman died. The last person he saw was me."

"What did he say to you?"

Lyra was silent for a moment.

In fact, old Freeman asked her to help guard the Freeman group.

The old Freeman also said, "Good girl, Melvin is high-minded, but he is very dedicated. If he finds you good, in love with you, he will be willing to give everything to you. You have to promise me. Help me take good care of him. Do not divorce."

She missed her appointment on this one.

She spent three years to let him fall in love with her and now she did not care.

So keeping the Freeman group was her last promise to old Freeman.

Seeing her lost in thought, Melvin narrowed his dark eyes and asked again, "What exactly did he say?"

Lyra resumed her seat on the couch, and the usual coldness returned to her eyes.

"I don't want to tell you."

The tone was a bit provocative.

The anger under Melvin's eyes flashed.

She hooked her lips and continued, "What? You think I got old Freeman killed, too?"

Melvin was silent and his expression was serious, "No, you wouldn't."

It seemed he hadn't fallen for it?

He was not too stupid.

Her anger subsided quite a bit, and when she looked up she saw he standing mute. The left half of her swollen face was very incongruous, destroying the beauty of the original handsome face.

He needed to be taught, but this little face was very pleasing to the eye.

She reached out from the bottom of the coffee table drawer to take out the spare small medical kit and pushed it to him, "It's ugly. There's ice in the small refrigerator in the corner there. Take it and put it on yourself."

"Okay."

Melvin didn't push back, fetching ice and sitting on the couch to skillfully apply the medicine.

Lyra walked to her desk and started working.

The bodyguard and Jackie went out with good sense, closing the door behind them.

The office was instantly left with the sound of keyboard tapping and the occasional sound from Melvin's medication, and the atmosphere was a bit eerie.

Other than that, no one was the first to speak up.

This atmosphere lasted for almost an hour and a half until Jackie knocked on the door again.

"Ms. Carroll, Mr. Frazier is here."

What was Garrett doing at the Freeman group?

Lyra thought for a moment, "Let him in."

Melvin, sitting on the sofa, suddenly wrinkled his eyebrows.

Mr. Frazier? Which Mr. Frazier?

Another new man she met?

Garrett pushed the door in just as Melvin stood up.

Even though the two people were separated by a long distance, both found each other's presence in the first time.

The love rival saw the love rival.

Melvin was the first to smile and said, "I didn't expect it to be the youngest master of the Frazier family, my respects."

Garrett saw him and anger was rising in his heart.

Originally he wanted to dissuade Lyra from signing an agreement with Melvin, but he didn't expect her to bring someone to the company in a dignified manner? This was in the Freeman group!

Garrett darkened his face, approached Melvin and whispered, "Lyra is already divorced from you. She signed that one year agreement with you just to make you pay your debts. You must not think anything of her for that. Mr. Freeman, what do you think?"

The expression on his face was gentle, but his tone was threatening.

Melvin heard him talking about the agreement. It seemed that he and Lyra's relationship was not ordinary.

"I wonder what position Mr. Frazier is taking to warn me?"

Garrett: "She's single now and I'm courting her. I'm sure it won't be long before she agrees to be with me, so I'm telling you as her future boyfriend."

"From what you're saying, it seems she hasn't given her consent yet. Mr. Frazier wants to assert his sovereignty so soon?"

Garrett frowned, "So what, at least I have a chance, but you will never have a chance!"

Lyra hold her forehead. Two men kept talking and her office again became an arena.

Wasn't it said that two women were one show?

How can two men...?

The two men were still arguing.

Melvin: "Even if you don't want to admit it anymore, you can't deny the fact that I'm her ex-husband. At least I used to be closer to her than you are!"

He put emphasis on every words he said and his eyes seemed to mean something.

Garrett was furious, "You've only known her for a few years? How much do you know about her? I grew up with her. I know her better than you!"

Melvin's pupils shrank and his eyebrows knitted tighter.

"That's enough."

Lyra can't listen to it anymore. their arguing was simply her headache. She had to hurry up and sent these two away.

She took the lead and looked at Garrett, "You came over today. What are you doing?"

Garrett had come to persuade her to break the agreement with Melvin, but there were some things he couldn't say yet in front of Melvin.

So, he took the job as an excuse, "It's about the film base construction. Originally I went to Angle Group to find you, but you are not here. I learned that you are in the Freeman group. I came over."

This was business.

Lyra looked at Melvin again, "You haven't visited your mother and sister since yesterday afternoon, right? I'll have my bodyguard take you to the Freeman Manor to see them. You can pacify them both in the meantime, so that they will suffer less from the fuss."

Deliberately to get rid of him?

Was this between him and Garrett, choosing the latter?

Melvin was offended, "No way!"

Lyra didn't care if he was happy or not. She just called her bodyguard in and took the man away.

As the two men passed past each other, Garrett stared at the left side of his face, where the swelling hadn't completely subsided. He smiled provocatively, as if he had won the round.

Melvin came out of the office with a black face, got in the elevator, and was stiffly shoved into the car by the bodyguard.

But at this point, he had lost the jealousy of fighting with Garrett. His thoughts had been stuck on Garrett's last words.

It seemed that Keith had said something similar before in order to stimulate him.

He didn't think much about it at the time, just assumed it was Keith saying it on purpose to piss him off.

Now that he thought about it. Something was not right!