The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin)

Lyra didn't hide it either, "Yes, if not, how can I catch you?"

Anthony smiled, which looked a little bleak.

"When did you start guarding against me?"

"From the moment you took out the revolver and asked me to choose between Melvin and Charlotte. I felt something was wrong with you."

How dared she suspect him from that moment on?

Anthony stared at her and was somewhat incredulous.

She continued expressionlessly, "It wasn't until the last time you were leaving Frayton, I accidentally saw the man in black in the hallway of Fantalure Bar. Coupled with the acid incident that day, I suspected you had a connection with the one in the Lloyd family who tried to kill me."

Anthony smiled miserably, "So it is."

"Anthony, you are indeed the only person I ever admired when I was a kid. But why do you want to kill me?"

He shook his head and was still in denial, "I don't. Your family announced your death before. You don't know how sad I was. I didn't know you are alive until half a month ago, and only by pretending to cooperate can I have the chance to come to Frayton to see you."

"If you still love me, I'll fight them to the end for you, but ... you have an extra annoying person by your side!"

"The day in bar, I was standing on the second floor. I didn't want to make a move until Melvin came in. I knew he would protect you, so I did it. I was not trying to target you. How could I let you to get hurt?"

He spoke without interruption. His eyes gazed at Lyra sincerely. Despite that his face was stained with blood, it still can not hide his good-looking face.

However, Lyra had no time to admire his face but sneered.

"Don't you think it's ridiculous to say that? If he wouldn't have helped me, I would be the one who is injured now. And you're still saying you didn't target me."

Her eyes grew colder and colder, not bothering to continue the nonsense, "Don't hide it from me. I just want to know who harms me. As long as you tell me, I won't make things difficult for you."

Anthony lowered his eyes, and the corners of his lips were turned downward sadly.

"You might leave me alone, but he won't."

He?

Lyra frowned, "Who are you talking about?"

Anthony re-raised his eyes to look at her and spoke very painfully, "Lyra, your pet, he is no good. He has been using his acting skills to deceive you and hoodwink you. He has more secrets than I do. You must not fall for his tricks!"

"He has secrets. I always knew that. I just didn't bother to dig them up." Lyra looked calm.

Anyway, she and Melvin only had a one-year agreement. When it was expired, they would be completely isolated from each other all their lives. And she was not interested in his secrets.

don't care much about him either! Good, you should thank me. After

frown, Anthony's blue pupils pretended to be

might go back and personally

To see his injury?

injury

wondered in her mind. And Anthony still

that smile was a little evil. It was not like he was

"Make it clear."

head

annoyed, but couldn't bring

a high status in military in

and turned to

the door was closed, Melvin

"Well? Did he say?"

her head gently, "Anyway, it has been confirmed that he colluded with someone to harm me. Find another ways to investigate the rest. You

Melvin didn't say yes.

truth,

believe me, leave this whole thing to me. Within two days, I'll make him spill the

identity. Do you dare

face, didn't you? Do you still want to lynch him? The Security Agency and the Callahan family

his lips and laughed, and did

I will take

they looked at each

stupefied. Although his words sounded normal, there was always an

you can

before she left, she withdrew her gaze and her expression grew grave, "Let's

first. I will arrange

unquestionably serious, "No, you're

Hmm ...

can you wait for me for two minutes? I'll explain the

"Okay."

willing to

Melvin was inexplicably happy.

put it over Lyra's shoulders, wrapping her shoulders tightly, "It's late at night and cold outside. You can go back to

did not refuse

call

you use. Even if he's hurt, I'll go explain to the bureau. I just want to see the

"Yes, boss."

hut, getting grimmer, "When this is over, splash a bottle of

"Isn't sulfuric acid too normal for him? He

to such a precious thing. I will contact the bureau to