The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 320

Anthony gave that blue potion ...

"Mel, what's on your mind?"

Lyra looked sleepy. Her fingers hooked around the corner of his shirt and tugged gently, interrupting his thoughts.

He turned back to hold her hand, and his tone casual: "Nothing, thinking of a few good dishes to cook and treat your stomach."

"Your cooking skills, which were well-tuned by me back in Frayton. I love whatever you make."

She murmured and smiled, "Speaking of which, that employment agreement, it hasn't expired yet."

Malcolm's face stiffened slightly.

That dark history of being forced to sign an employment agreement was brought up, and he lifted the covers and pressed against Lyra, "Are you still trying to enslave me for a few months?"

Lyra had a smile, "No, the name on the agreement is Melvin. It has nothing to do with you."

Besides, she was now in a different state of mind than before, and she can't afford to bully him so much.

She now just wanted to cure him completely sooner and live a happy and healthy life.

Malcolm kissed her forehead contentedly, "Sleep a little longer. I'll call you when lunch is ready." Then he got out of bed and went to the kitchen to make lunch.

Two days passed peacefully.

Until the third day.

At mid-afternoon, Lyra was busy in the office when she received another unfamiliar call on her cell phone, showing an international call.

She looked at the number, it was Anthony, and her good mood for days was ruined by this call.

Lyra picked up, and her tone was unpleasant, "What is it?"

Anthony on the other end of the phone laughed lightly, "Haven't seen you in days. Do you miss me?"

Lyra was sick to it, "If there's nothing else, I'll hang up."

"Don't. I'm just asking. My last two conditions, have you figured it out?"

Lyra was silent for a moment, "Not yet, I'll think about it."

"More time to think about?" Anthony got a little upset, "Lyra, don't try to monkey around with me. I'm not that easy to fool!"

Lyra's tone was also cold, "You should know that once Malcolm and I back out of our engagement, it will set off a big storm. I always have to arrange the aftermath in advance to minimize the damage the Lloyd's Corp will suffer at that time."

"OK, you stall me or stall for time, I'm not afraid anyway. You'll find me sooner or later!"

When he said the last sentence at the end, he deliberately lowered his voice, with the tone of obscurity.

Lyra was so upset. When she cured Malcolm, she would never let Anthony get away with it! She would make him suffer a thousand times more than Malcolm!

She was about to hang up the phone when she suddenly noticed that the phone interface was international calls.

"Anthony, you're out of the country?"

"Yes, that sticky dog you have with you is always trying to catch me. Last time I was beaten so much that I only had one breath left. I had a hard time getting well, so I went out for a walk in order to be able to get married to you by then."

He coughed twice, and his tone was careless.

Lyra gritted her teeth and was nonchalant, "If he's a dog, aren't you worse than a dog? Anthony, I didn't expect you to stay in High-order Prison for six months and only have this quality left."

"Okay, okay, it's Mr. Malcolm. I was wrong. Lyra, don't get mad."

Lyra restrained her anger and continued tentatively, "Where did you go? European Swye?"

Anthony was delighted, "It's so nice to hear you care about me twice, but it's a secret. I'll wait for you to give me an accurate answer!"

If he won't talk about it, then there was nothing to talk about.