The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 126

It seemed he was tired enough last night, so he was in a very deep sleep.

Lyra stared at him for a moment.

Seeing the slightly puffy marks on his left cheek and the blood at the corners of his mouth, she thought he looked miserable, not much better than her.

Although she had ran out of strength last night and could not remember what happened afterwards, Melvin should not have done anything to her according to the current situation.

She pursed the corners of her mouth, and suddenly tasted a hint of sweetness. It was glucose?

He was the one who drugged her, and pretended to be a good guy?

Oh.

The chill in Lyra's eyes was cold and piercing.

Was he hosting a self-directed show for her? Just wait for it!

She got out of the tub and gingerly exited the bathroom, not waking him up.

...

Melvin was awakened by a sharp pain in his back.

He leaned against the side of the tub in this position, which almost dislocated his arms .

Last night, he was so busy helping Lyra get her fever down that he forgot to apply the medicine on himself. He also accidentally hit the sharp corner of the bed, so he guessed his back was even more swollen.

He sighed, sat up and realized that the person in the tub was gone!

When did she wake up?

He didn't know anything about it. It seemed that 023, a special drug, did reduce his acuity quite a bit.

He got up and walked over to the sink, cleaned the blood off the corner of his mouth in the mirror, and went downstairs to find Lyra.

In the living room, the atmosphere was extremely grim.

Lyra sat on the sofa with her arms folded in front of her chest and a cold face.

Eleven, Fifteen, Seventeen and Eighteen, the four bodyguards stood behind the sofa in a disciplined manner, with the same dark expression as the Rakshasa.

As soon as Melvin came downstairs, he saw this man-eating situation and knew that what was coming was always coming.

He walked over at a heavy pace and stood in front of Lyra across the coffee table.

Lyra's cold eyes lifted and glowered at him, but she did not speak.

Seventeen behind her was the first to point at the two packets of sugar packets on the table and said, "Mr. Freeman, last night the lady asked you to make coffee. You did make coffee but put something nasty in it. Isn't it too much? We found another sugar packets containing drug from your room. How do you explain this?"

Melvin stared at Lyra with unblinking eyes and explained, "It is true that I put the sugar in the tray and brought it to you. That is a fact. I don't deny it, but the fact that the sugar contains drug and I didn't know about it beforehand."

Lyra posed a smile slightly, which was a sarcastic look.

What were so convincing about such two glib sentences?

Melvin knew that she will not believe it at all, but still wanted to try again, "Last night I said I will not lie to you in the future. I really mean it. Can you ... believe me again this time?"

Lyra chuckled.

"When Charlotte drugged you, you yourself came to my room late at night, and the next day you suspected it was me. Did you give me a chance to explain? If I hadn't provided the evidence to you, you would have believed me?"

He knew it was an insurmountable obstacle.

Melvin pursed his thin lips, speechless.

Lyra continued, "Last night you said you promised not to cheat on me again, and then you turned around and drugged me! You made the coffee this time, and you were the first one to rush in after I accidentally ingested it, so you dare say you had nothing to do with it?"

"In fact, if this year-long agreement is too much for you, I can give you a fair chance to compete so that you can maybe take the Freeman group and manor back."

She stopped and her expression suddenly turned cold and stern, "But you like to use this kind of underhanded means, then sorry, I hate deception most !"

Melvin guessed this would be the case and smiled miserably, "What do you want to do?"

"It's easy."

Lyra smiled contemptuously and gently raised her hand. Seventeen immediately brought a cup of warm water from the kitchen and placed it on the coffee table.