The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 160

Bernard's face didn't look good. It was clearly that he was just being looked down upon.

"And who are you? I work in the police department. It's not your turn to talk. Take her away!"

He waved his hand, and all the police in the room swarmed over, with the gesture of having to take Lyra away immediately.

Melvin raged.

Before he could speak, a wicked but thick man's voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"Mr. Bernard is so authoritative."

Bernard and all the police officers heard this voice and sweated immediately. Bernard stood up and his body was stiff.

Lyra instantly lowered her head.

So close.

This Mr. who came at a good time.

Melvin gradually recovered from the tyrannical face and sat back in silence.

As soon as he heard the voice, he knew who was coming, and his fists, under the handcuffs, were unconsciously clenched tighter.

Lyra was an appearance-obsessed person. Good looking was always the priority even when she chose bodyguards.

He remembered that this man was born very good-looking.

Would Lyra ...

He subconsciously turned his head to look at Lyra.

But he found that Lyra's attention was not on this matter at all, but looked not too happy because of something else?

The door open.

The man who entered was draped in a dark green and black fur military coat, and underneath the coat was a solemn military uniform.

The whole person was sturdy and straight. With delicate features, his eyes slightly narrowed, which did not look angry but powerful.

The most stunning was his pair of blue and gemstone-like pupils, which made him look a little heretical but charming. What was more, the military uniform let him look both good and evil, simply more beautiful than women.

As soon as he entered, all the police officers, including Bernard, respectfully bowed their heads and called out to him respectfully.

"Master Callahan."

Anthony Callahan, the fourth son of the Callahan family in Suham.

Everyone who saw him will call him Master Callahan. He was the director of Security Agency in Crana. That was a very high official title.

He was the son of the patriarch of the Callahan family and his third wife when they left the country. Because his mother was a foreign-born woman, he was born with blue-green pupils. He was mixed-race, so he looked pretty.

Bernard greeted him with trepidation but felt puzzled at the same time.

He had just received a mandatory order from his superiors, so how came he was here?

If there were some people who had more rights of speech than Anthony, he was afraid that there were only Collin and the mysterious boss in the the National Investigation Bureau in the entire Crana.

But no one had ever seen the true face of that mysterious boss, even the true identity and background were a mystery. He had heard years ago that this person once carried out some tasks, and then there was no longer any news about him.

Bernard was ingratiating and bowed slightly towards him, "Master Callahan, I wondered why you are condescend to come to this small place in Frayton. We should know it in advance, so the entire police department would do some preparation. Please take a seat."

Anthony didn't even bother to notice him.

The interrogation room was heated, and it was hotter inside than outside. Anthony took off his coat and handed it to his men, and then walked towards Lyra at a steady pace.

It was then that Lyra noticed him.

The wickedly handsome face gradually overlapped with the memories of childhood.

Her beautiful eyes were slightly stunned. Her expression was somewhat complicated, and she softly shouted.

"Anthony?"

Anthony smiled in response. His pupils were like a sea of stars.

Elizabeth and Ashley were flabbergasted.

Melvin, however, was more dumbfound!

He felt suffocated on the spot.

He was worried that Lyra would not like Anthony's face, but it turned out that they had known each other for a long time.