The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 318

Feeling the anger in his tone, Lyra sheepishly covered her face.

She dared not struggle, and let him carry her.

Eleven froze on the spot.

"Miss ..."

Should he follow back to the villa to see their affection, or should he go to Angle Group?

"Why don't you go to Angle Group and call Fifteen and see if Chad needs any help over there."

"Yes, Miss!"

Eleven was gone, the alley was extraordinarily quiet, in the unusual scent.

Lyra was humble, "You know all about it?"

Malcolm did not answer but moved forward in silence.

It looked like he was really angry!

She then said that he would be furious to know the truth.

She didn't expect him to know it so quickly, so she was not prepared at all.

Malcolm carried her and soon went back to Lyre Spiti.

Lyra wanted to go on her own. Malcolm still didn't say a word and carried her all the way upstairs.

When he entered the bedroom, Malcolm wanted to throw her hard onto the bed like she had done to him last time.

But when he was holding her soft little waist, he can not get down, being afraid to hurt her a little bit.

Finally, he sensibly chose to put her to sit on the edge of the bed.

It was a little hot to carry all the way back.

He untied his tie with one hand, took off his suit and tossed it onto the bed. Rolling up his sleeves, he asked, "Do you want to explain yourself, or should I ask?"

"I ..."

Lyra inhaled deeply and watched in awe as he rolled up his sleeves.

In the past, if Collin had this expression, and then rolled up the sleeves in front of her, he was going to beat people.

But, she could guarantee that Malcolm would never dare to beat her up!

Even if he had the intention, he didn't have the guts!

So she quickly found her confidence and said without being condescending, "Yes, I did what happened last night. Who told you to disobey me, to go out drinking without telling me, and to be alone with Ethel? I'm teaching you that the human heart is dangerous! You can't just get drunk!"

Malcolm grimaced, "With Chad guarding the door, who would dare do anything? I should have thought last night that Chad would never dare to let any woman, except you, scribble on me."

His long fingertips lifted Lyra's sharp chin and his tone was cold, "And do you know why I was going for the booze? It's because you're making a deal with Anthony, and you even want to marry him!"

When he thought about it, his heart was pins and needles like a fire.

In the two days of cold war with her, he could not resist several times and wanted to come over to give in.

But Anthony, like a thorn in his heart, can never be pulled out without an answer from Lyra!

Lyra avoided his gaze, "Why are you bringing this up again? You can't get over it, can you?"

"Yeah, can't get over that! I want you to tell me yourself that you will never agree to his last two conditions!"

Lyra didn't say anything.

Malcolm grabbed her slim shoulders and spoke solemnly, "Rara, even if my body really won't last the winter, you can marry anyone you want!

"Got it, I promise you." Her eyebrows wrinkled slightly and she chose to compromise, looking down at her shoulder again, "Let go, you're hurting me!"

Malcolm immediately loosened his grip and gently rubbed her shoulders with his fingers. His dark eyes looked soft.

Lyra gave a quietly winning smile.

He can't even hide his heartache, just like this. Did he still want to counterattack?

She held back her laughter and brought the topic back, "Well, don't you want to fix me today? How do you want to do it?"