The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 219

The Vincent family panicked at the same time.

"Reginald, I'm your brother. I've been following the rules for decades. I've only done wrong this once. You can't be so cruel. You can't throw my family out!"

The three of them simultaneously fell at Reginald's feet and begged for mercy with tears in their eyes.

The one side was his own brother, and the other was his daughter. Reginald grimaced and looked at Lyra.

"Baby, what do you think they should be punished?"

Lyra barely thought about it, "By the rules."

Joanna stood up and glared at her, "Lyra! You're so cruel! You're standing here unharmed. Why do you have to be so cold-blooded to your relatives!"

Lyra's expression went cold almost instantly.

The reason she was now unharmed was because a man helped her with the pain.

They deserved more for hurting him!

When she looked at Joanna, her eyes were icily cold, "If I am the one caught murdering my relatives today, will you let me go?"

Joanna and Caden looked at each other and replied in unison, "Of course."

Joanna added: "You're the youngest girl in the Lloyd family, so how could we really hurt you?"

"If that is true, you won't have made a big deal out of the injury on Vincent's face today. Don't you feel sick yourself when you say these heartless words?"

Lyra was not interested in staying any longer and gave Reginald a discreet look, "It's up to my dad. I have no problem with it."

She left the hall with this cold sentence.

The pleas for mercy were still ringing out behind her.

She went back to the room she had packed and dwelt on the bad mood for a long time.

The image of Melvin's bloodied burn on his back seemed to be close at hand.

She only hated, hated why these people were her relatives. She can not kill them so she let them live miserably and atone their sins!

She let out a long breath.

The next thing she thought of was when she went to the White Manor today, she was talking nonsense in front of Malcolm and blamed Melvin for a lot of things.

So she hurriedly put her palms together devoutly and made a pious confession, "Mel, don't blame me for mentioning you today. I said all those things to disgust Malcolm, to force him to withdraw the marriage."

"When I catch everyone in the Lloyd family who victimizes me, I'll go back to Frayton and never get married or have children for the rest of my life, okay?"

By the time she finished her penance ritual, a servant had come to rush her twice.

She slowly went downstairs to the dining room. Her face was cold as she sat on the dining chair.

Just after picking up a spoon and preparing to take a sip of sweet soup, Claudia who was across the table, looked unhappy.

"You deserve to be the most spoiled little princess in our family. The elders have to wait for you in the dinner. Have you forgotten all your upbringing in the past few years?"

Reginald coughed, "keep your mouth shut."

Claudia grunted and rolled her eyes twice in a row.

Lyra was not spoiled either, snapping her spoon and throwing it back with a heavy thud.

"Claudia, how did you get into my father's bed before you married him? Have you forgotten so soon? You don't deserve to talk nonsense in front of me."

"That's enough! Cut the crap and eat!" Reginald simply felt annoyed.

Lyra looked at him, "You just heard me. I came down to dinner. She provoked me first. If you can't get her to shut that stinking mouth, I'm afraid I won't be able to live here."

She got up and was about to go upstairs.

Reginald softened his tone, "Don't be angry, baby! Let's eat first, okay? Daddy will try to take care of these things, so don't think about living in another place!"

Lyra was a little hesitant when her dad said that.

But Claudia stared at Reginald with hatred and said, "What did you say? Lyra is getting spoiled by you!! She's so lawless. And she's disgusting me with the past. Am I not wronged?"

Lyra really can't stand Claudia's bitchy style.

But she should not be the one who needed to leave.

She let Eleven and other bodyguards go into the dining room, and looked at Claudia, "Mrs. Lloyd feels wronged. she probably can't eat. You guys help her go upstairs for rest."

"Lyra don't you dare!" Claudia slapped the table heavily.

"Why wouldn't I dare?"

Claudia met her stern gaze and, felt defeated and could only turn her head to Reginald and cry.