The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 122

What were they doing here?

Melvin froze in place and looked grimly at the two men behind Lyra.

Garrett's face at this point was similar to his expression. The hostility in his eyes was barely concealed.

Keith looked at him with the same unfriendly look.

The three men's eyes seemed to have battled a hundred times, with the momentum of not dying or resting.

Lyra smelled the strong smell of gunpowder, and was wordless. These men should not be so childish?

If the eyes can really kill, they were estimated to have killed each other hundreds of times, right?

She sighed, thought about it and looked at Melvin, "You don't need to cook today. You can't help much here. The leaves have been falling like crazy in the garden lately. Sweep it up."

Going out to sweep the leaves?

Leaving her alone with these two men for dinner and conversation?

So much for Keith, but what about Garrett?

Melvin felt upset and didn't move a bit.

Lyra went to the wine cabinet to get a bottle of good red wine, but turned around and found Melvin still standing in the same place, urging him, "Go, if you can't walk. I'll let Eighteen come out and force you."

This was the meaning that he must go.

Melvin closed the door. It seemed to be a deliberate declaration of dissatisfaction, because the sound was very loud.

Keith pointed at him and looked at his Rara, accusing, "Look at him. How bad his temper is. He's even meaner than his master's family. He just owes a beating."

Lyra pursed her lips and smiled, "Don't worry about him, sooner or later I will fix him."

Keith had little reaction with the words but Garrett was not too happy, "Lyra, he is proud at heart. When fierce beasts injures, they will also show weakness, but when they catch the opportunity, they will bite you back. He dared to hurt you this time. Is it not premeditated? You do not want to not tame well. When the time comes, it would backlash."

Keith also nodded in agreement.

Lyra smiled as she opened the fridge to find the ingredients, "Don't worry. I've got it covered."

In the garden.

Melvin swept distractedly, wondering what Lyra would be like with another man.

He dawdled, moved to the window. Through the glass, he saw the extremely harmonious picture at the dinner table. Lyra was smiling with arched eyebrows, meaning that she was indeed very happy.

He remembered when Lyra just married him, she loved to smile and he could often see her smile sweet, with her eyes full of love for him.

Since when did she become less smiley?

When looking at him, she was incomparably cold ...

Since her divorce, she had become beautiful, cold and noble. And she was confident and calm no matter what difficulties she encountered.

That was the real her, right?

Melvin felt distressed in the heart. He can't say what kind of feeling it was, but it was hard ...

He was thinking, suddenly saw Eleven hurriedly push the door into the living room, walk to Lyra and say something.

Melvin withdrew his gaze without concern and was about to go back to sweeping the leaves when he saw Eleven come out again and walk directly towards him.

"Mr. Freeman, Ms. Fiona from the Freeman Manor fell down the stairs and said she would love to meet you. Please come with me to the car."

Fiona fell?

It had only been a few days, why did she fall?

"Okay."

Melvin turned back and looked through the window at the three who were laughing and talking inside. His dark eyes were slightly complicated, then he followed Eleven to the Freeman Manor.