The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 148

Some people retorted, "The Matthews family publicly broke off their relationship with her a long time ago. So there's no Miss Matthews!"

"But wasn't she sentenced to prison? How did she end up here?"

"How come she's ugly like this now? Her skin is so wrinkled. It feels ten years older ..."

Charlotte felt the stares of the crowd and shivered all over helplessly.

She looked everyone around, trying to identify the most familiar figure from within.

"Melvin! I want Melvin! My Melvin ..."

Outside the crowd, Ashley looked in that direction with a curious face.

"Cousin, it's so lively over there. Let's go over and take a look."

Without waiting for Melvin to say yes, she walked over, set aside the crowd, and saved a seat for Melvin very kindly.

"Yah, Melvin, it's Miss Matthews."

Hearing this name, Melvin tightened his eyebrows and his face was chilly.

His dark eyes half narrowed as he walked over.

Charlotte saw him and instantly became emotional, "Melvin! I finally see you. You don't know how hard I have been living these days. In order to see you, I suffer all kinds of tortures every day ..."

Her voice was a little muffled and she was crying in mourning.

But her face was hideous because it was full of bruises and scars, and the eyes were covered with red veins, which looked pitiful but also horrible.

She whimpered as she moved excitedly toward Melvin's feet, reaching for the leg of his suit pants.

Melvin's face changed slightly and he took a big step backwards almost subconsciously.

Cody, who was sipping wine in the main banquet room, vaguely heard the commotion in the back room and dragged Lyra over to join in the fun.

They just arrived to see the scene of Charlotte persistently crawling towards Melvin's heels.

Melvin's face didn't look good and he kept backing up like avoiding the plague. And his back bumped right into Lyra who was walking towards him.

Lyra quickly held his back and then sneered, "Wanna fake an accident?"

Melvin didn't feel embarrassed either. His face turned pallid and he bent down to massage his leg.

"Lyra, my knees hurt ... I want to go back to the villa."

He frowned very tightly, and when he looked back at her, he quickly transformed his hostility into grievance.

Lyra didn't bother to reveal him, and glanced carelessly at Charlotte, who was frozen on the floor by his words.

Teasingly, she smiled.

"No, it's your personal business. Go take care of it yourself."

When she finished, her hand that was holding his waist pushed pushed him hard towards Charlotte.

Then she had her arms crossed to watch the play. Her eyes were flooded with indifference.

The person who had been looking for so long appeared out of nowhere at the charity party at the Garden Hotel.

It was a scene that someone was willing to play, and she was happy to watch.

Charlotte, who was on the floor, was reaching towards Melvin with a pitiful look, "Melvin ..."

Melvin stood firmly in time and looked down at her with nothing but coldness and aversion in his dark eyes, whispering, "Stay right there. No approaching."

Charlotte was hurt by his cold stare and began to whimper without regard to her image.