The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 322

"Didn't I send you a message saying that I was eating out tonight and would be back late? Why did you come out to me?"

Malcolm's handsome face was deep and full of reluctance, "I'm panicking. I haven't seen you all day, and it's hard to stay up until evening. It's hard to waste a minute."

In front of Sylvia and Rebecca, Lyra blushed and struggled twice, "You...you put me down first ..."

Malcolm hugged her tighter, leaned close to her ear and said in a voice only two people could hear, "Rara don't forget our previous appointment."

The two of them had agreed that when they were outside, Lyra would try to pretend to listen to him in everything.

When he got home, he was all up to her.

Lyra instantly stopped struggling and asked in a small voice, "I'm not full yet. You said we go home and you grill meat for me. What kind of meat?"

Malcolm raised an eyebrow and smiled wickedly, "Guess?"

This expression ...

Wasn't it a proper meant as she thought?

Sylvia and Rebecca were young. Although they did not understand what they were saying, their intimate behavior made them envious.

Suddenly they felt the grilled meat did not smell good!

Lyra ears were red, and she was embarrassed to say goodbye to the two, "You guys take your time. I will leave my card at the front desk. If you want to eat more, you can order whatever you like. I'll leave first!

"Get out of here!" Rebecca was envious, "If you guys don't leave, Sylvia and I will have to see your affection. The meat will be tasteless!"

Malcolm's thin lips curled up and he looked at Lyra in his arms, "Did you hear that? Tell us not to disturb their dinner here. Let's go home!"

He carried Lyra out of the restaurant and asked Eleven to take Lyra's car, while Lyra took his car back.

On the way, he told Lyra about meeting Garrett in the hallway.

"Garrett wants to drug me to death?"

Lyra listened and was slightly incredulous, "I've known him for years after all. I still know his character well. He doesn't look like someone who can do such foolish things."

Moreover, now that Irene was in prison and the Frazier family was left with him struggling to hold on, he was ruining himself by doing this, whether it worked out in the end or not.

He was not so irrational.

Unless ...

"Someone should be trying to convince him and also promise him something. Otherwise, he couldn't have done such a desperate thing."

Malcolm nodded, "I'll have Chad look into this. I just don't know what you want to do with the Frazier family?"

Lyra rubbed her temples, feeling fatigue. Her tone was casual, "If Garrett got caught, his crime is intentional murder. As for the Frazier family's things, you can decide it with your mood."

She didn't have time to manage it because the only thing she wanted to deal with was Anthony as soon as possible.

Thinking about this, Lyra asked, "How is your health these days? Do you feel okay? Do you want me to find time to accompany you to the lab and have another lab test?"

"No need."

Malcolm's answer was simple.

His bony hands held the steering wheel. His dark pupils fixed to look forward to the road. And the roadside lights reflected his handsome face.

Lately, his eyesight had been going black once a day, with no regularity, and it will appear at any time of day. His vision was falling into darkness for longer and longer periods of time.

He didn't know when his eyes will be completely blind, maybe tomorrow ...

If Lyra was told about that, she will go out of her way to agree to Anthony's conditions in order to cure him.

But then, he would be worse than dead.

"Mel?" he was lost in thought when Lyra's small hand stroked the side of his face, "What's on your mind?"

Malcolm steered the wheel with one hand and held her hand with the other, intertwining his fingers, "Think about how to eat you when we get back, baked, steamed, or boiled?"

Lyra's instant sense of shame and repulsion exploded.