The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 227

The next day, White Corp.

Chad, being depressed, walked into the president's office. Yesterday, he had been Suham's major horse ranches, finally found a whip that tamed wild horses especially, and placed it to Malcolm's desk.

"This horsewhip is very rough. Boss, be careful."

Malcolm thought about it and put his things away.

Chad was very uneasy and reminded him again, "Boss, if Miss Lyra really beat you tonight, don't just endure it. You can pretend that you're wronged and shout in pain. And make some tears to let her feel sorry for you."

Malcolm nodded and didn't say anything, still trying to figure out how to explain it in the evening.

Chad looked at him. Clearly, his boss was not taking his words to heart, which made him anxious!

But on second thought, if his boss was not afraid of being beaten, what was the use that he was anxious and stomped?

Lyra went to the Angle Group during the day as usual to continue her preparations.

After a calm and busy day, Collin finished the research and finally sent to her via fax before the end of the day.

Lyra printed it out and read it carefully, with an increasingly cold expression.

The information showed that Malcolm did go to Howheudor once a few months ago!

The White family had no business in Howheudor. She could not think of a better reason for him to travel to Howheudor than to go to the plastic surgery hospital.

So, Malcolm was really lying to her last night?

As she was thinking about it, Fifteen suddenly knocked on the door, "Miss, Chad just came by and said that Mr .Malcolm asks you for dinner at the villa after work. He cooks it himself. Will you go?"

"Yes."

Lyra replied with little hesitation.

Since it was not easy to check that, she would just go ahead and test Malcolm.

She cleared her desk, stuffed that information into her bag, grabbed her coat from the coat rack, and glanced at Fifteen, "Off duty, now."

Fifteen froze. Seeing that she walked away, he hurried to follow.

When they got to the White Manor, Lyra couldn't remember the winding roads in the courtyard, so she asked Charles to lead her.

When they arrived at the door of Malcolm's villa, Chad and a few of the villa's security guards were already waiting at the door.

Seeing Lyra coming over, Chad respectfully bowed to her, "Miss Lyra, long time no see."

"Not long. The last time I came here, I saw you before I left."

Hmm...

Chad felt a little embarrassed and hurriedly changed the topic, "Mr. Malcolm is inside, please."

Lyra calmly withdrew her gaze and walked alone towards the villa.

Just taking two steps away, Chad added some words behind her, "There is an urgent mission for the Bureau tonight. He has to leave the city immediately after dinner with you for the mission. It'll be a real gunfight."

"What do you mean?"

Lyra gave him a puzzled stare.

Chad had resisted the urge to say something straight for several times before finally sighing , "It's nothing. Please go inside."

Lyra was wondering, but seeing his reluctance to say more, she didn't give him a hard time.

She walked alone to the villa's door and was about to knock when she noticed the door was open.

She gently pushed open the door. A strong force suddenly sprang out from behind the door and clutched her wrist to pull her whole body before she could see the situation inside.

A familiar and warm embrace held her tightly. It was so tight that the arms were trembling.

Lyra sensed that the other side was nervous.

"Mr. Malcolm, what are you doing?"

Malcolm wore only a thin silk white shirt. His thin lips pursed without speaking.