The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 21

A discordant voice in the distance suddenly interrupted them.

And it dissipated the sexual tension between the two.

Keith, with a long face, forcibly pulled the two apart before throwing a punch at Melvin's face.

It was too quick for Melvin to dodge. He grunted in pain, and was forced two steps back by this punch.

He tasted the rustiness and raised his hand to wipe off the blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.

Lyra had been guarded behind Keith. Seeing Melvin being hit, she felt a bit worried at first, but soon satisfaction was written all over her face. She almost clapped her hands and cheered.

That jerk dared bully her. A punch was too merciful to him!

She wanted to see him get beaten up!

"I heard that Mr. Freeman has a new girlfriend already, but you're still pestering your ex-wife. That's inappropriate, right?" Keith gave a half smile, resuming his usual gentlemanly manner, as if he was not the one who just threw a punch.

Melvin stared back at him, even though his face was bruised, he was no inferior to Keith.

"After all, an ex-wife was once a wife, but Mr. Lloyd, who are you to defend my ex-wife?"

He deliberately stressed on the word "my", like a proud lion announcing his ownership, in face of the enemy who coveted his prey.

Just because I'm her brother!

The smile on Keith's face faded away.

But he didn't say it out, as Lyra's grip on his arm tightened.

He grunted, "Mr. Freeman, you're funny. Lyra is an independent individual. She is entitled to choose anyone she likes. What rights do you have to selfishly classify her as your belongings?"

The two stared at each other, neck and neck, no conceding.

They seemed to be fighting with glares, eager to send the other side to hell, but it was too close to call.

One could almost smell the fire and smoke of the battlefield here.

Lyra, however, felt suffocated by it. She was exhausted after a long day of work and just wanted to get this damn fight over with.

She coughed, "It's late. Tomorrow is still a working day. Mr. Lloyd, Mr. Freeman, please, just leave."

Melvin saw that she was leaving and hurried to pull her back.

Keith moved a step forward and stopped him, his eyes flashing with a warning.

After all, they were in Keith's territory, Melvin couldn't go over the top in front of him, so he just smiled and looked at Lyra, "You haven't eaten yet, right? Why don't you join me for dinner tonight and have a good chat?"

Lyra didn't even think about it.

"Not hungry, no dinner, no chat!"

Melvin's face was gloomy as hell, but Keith snorted with laughter.

His little princess had such a sharp tongue!

Seemed like he got a small victory. Keith provocatively stared at Melvin, but opened his mouth to ask Lyra, "Rara, it's getting dark. Shall I take you back?"

Lyra turned her head and saw the two men glowering at each other again.

She was speechless. No, not again ...

How she wished God would take these two men away and return her a peaceful life.

She sighed tiredly, "No, I'll drive home myself, just so that I can familiarize myself with the route."

After saying that, she hurriedly got into the Santana and quickly drove away.

And the two men there were still in the battle.

Because Lyra didn't say yes to Keith's invitation either, Melvin smirked, "It seems Mr. Lloyd still doesn't know my ex-wife very well."

Keith looked askance at him, "I grew up with her, together. I know her better than you."

At the words, Melvin's face changed slightly.

Having noticed that, Keith was delighted, "A kind reminder to you. Keep your eyes on the person in front of him you, and stop coveting the person you've lost and can never get again."

After that, Keith walked upstairs with Jalen at a brisk pace.

Fortunately, he had seen what happened in the underground parking from the monitor screen back then, so he immediately instructed his men to seal the entrance of the lowest floor, not allowing any employees to be there. Otherwise, his little princess would have gotten into trouble again.