The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 31

Stacy's face froze, but then she smiled even wider.

She pulled Lyra aside and whispered in her ear, "The three directors are all respected figures of Grandviz. They could easily decide whether our artists will get the main roles of this TV show. Be careful not to offend them."

Lyra nodded, with little expression on her face.

The two finished their private chitchat and politely turned back around.

The three directors stared at Lyra with unblinking eyes, their eyes glinting with lust, which disgusted Lyra.

"Miss Carroll really lives up to your name. Not only are you beautiful, you're in such a good shape."

Mr. Harper was the first to speak.

"Thank you for your compliment. You three misters are the best of the best." Lyra replied with a smile.

Stacy greeted everyone warmly and have them seated.

She raised the glass, being the first to toast to Lyra, "Miss Carroll, this is your first time negotiating business in person since you took office. Here's to you. I wish you a success."

A glass of red wine was forced into Lyra's hands.

Lyra elegantly swirled the wine and took a sniff, "1982 Chateau Lafite Rothschild, excellent."

She smiled and gently clinked her glass with Stacy, before raising her head and gulping it all down.

Mr. McCormick tried to fawn on her, "I didn't expect Miss Carroll also have a profound understanding of wine, and you don't hesitate to drink. How charming! Please accept my toast."

Lyra asked, "Are we here today to talk about the casting of Grandviz's new show? We haven't got to the point yet."

The directors were all unhurried, "Surly we'll get to that. But the rule is to drink first before talking about the business. Miss Carroll, you aren't gonna break the rule, right?"

The three directors were all smiles and came up to toast to her.

Lyra didn't even refuse and drank glass after glass.

...

At the President's office, Frazier Group.

Fred knocked on the door and respectfully handed over a file containing information about Lyra's life.

"Boss, our people have carefully checked three times. This is the result we've got. Please take a look."

Melvin took it, browsing through the file, flipping the pages back and forth for several times, and his handsome brows were slightly furrowed.

Her experience may seem seamless on the surface and her life uneventful.

But about the years before she was fifteen years old, it only said she was in an orphanage. That was all, it was even a mystery about when she was put in the orphanage.

Not even Melvin's elite hackers could dig out her history?

Fred saw his suspicion and asked, "Should we let them continue to dig deeper?"

"It's not necessary."

Melvin closed the file and put it on the pile, "She is deliberately hiding it from us. It would just be a waste of energy to investigate further, but her life must be more than that."

His walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, lit up a cigarette, unfathomable emotions in his eyes.

Fred opened the schedule on his iPad and asked again, "Boss, you have a dinner reservation for tonight that you've made a week ago. Are you attending?"

"Yes."

...

At the Grandviz dinner party.

Four people took turns filling up Lyra's glass and they had toasted for about three rounds, Lyra never refused once.

They had finished six bottles of red wine already.

However, her cheeks were only slightly flushed, which making her more seductive in the hazy light, but her eyes were very clear.

Stacy shook her dizzy head and got a little frustrated.

She didn't expect this chick to drink so much, so much so that she and the three directors were drunk, but Lyra was sober as hell?

They could hardly drink anymore.

The saw Lyra voluntarily poured herself another glass of red wine and gulped it down once again.

And then, the pair of clear, bright eyes glanced at them one by one, with a gorgeous but somewhat sarcastic smile on her face.