The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin)

"We're in a modern society! It's all about freedom of marriage. How can you help me get engaged without asking me!?"

Lyra stood up and was furious.

Reginald was speechless by what she said and tried to pull her arm, which she viciously dodged it.

He withdrew his hand and stroked his beard. Then he lost his confidence.

"Baby ... it's decided. Why don't you wait until you meet that Malcolm before you decide? He is really nice, just five years older than you. He will love you. I am so picky but I think he is nice. You will like him as well."

"Five years older!? It's too old! I don't like it!"

Lyra didn't listen to what her dad said at all.

She had no intention of re-entering a relationship for the time being, let alone getting engaged and married. She didn't even think about it!

"He is only twenty-eight years old. Is he old? Isn't your ex-husband also five years older than you?"

Lyra choked, "It's not the same! This is non-negotiable. Hurry up and back out of the marriage!"

Reginald's voice was even fainter, "I can't ...it was decided yesterday. I made an appointment with the old Mr. White to announce your engagement at your welcoming party in three days."

Lyra took a deep breath and pushed down her anger.

"I don't care what kind of party you're throwing. You can't back out of the marriage, can you? I'll do it myself!"

She slammed the door in anger and left.

Reginald looked at her fiery back and shook his head helplessly.

She was getting more similar to her mother in terms of temper. There must be a man who can subdue her temper!

Lyra came out of the study and went straight all the way out into the garden.

Eleven and other bodyguards were waiting at the door.

She was angry. After all, her father was sick, and his legs were not good. As a daughter, she should accompany her father since she came back.

So she asked the bodyguards to back to the hotel to pack her luggage. She intended to move to the villa and live temporarily.

She stood in the doorway for a moment pondering what to do about the marriage.

After thinking for a while, she saw Douglas who was standing right next to her.

do you know where the White family's

Who are you going to

in

Douglas did not dare to delay and hurriedly wrote the

followed the address and looked

aware of Lyra's

time visiting

was more like buying a piece of plain, and all the villas

forest, pavilion, stream

to the surface, and the solemn and elegant

ancient mansion of a

Charles and finally arrived at the door of

led her over

room's couch in Malcolm's villa and waited for a long time before one of the bodyguards

the moment. He is busy with his work. And I am afraid he cannot see

She frowned slightly.

cup of tea, and the bodyguard's

was not very

was right

plenty of time today.

"This ..."

day. I'm afraid, why don't ... you come back another

a little upset, "Since I'm here, there's no reason to just leave

and walked around the

that's not very nice of you,

you have a problem

"I don't dare ..."

voice, "Which floor?

floor. To the

went upstairs and it was easy to find it because there were also bodyguards standing at the entrance to

walked over to the door and once again the bodyguards stopped

Lloyd, he's busy. And

speak when the door opened from the inside and it was

looked up. The man was barely clean-looking, but with much

noticed that the man's uniform was the same

man stood respectfully next to her did she

the center, behind which was a desk, followed by neat and orderly bookshelves. The whole room was full of bookish and

cold and stern aura was sitting in an office chair, the back of which was facing her, and she can only vaguely see the back of the man's