The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 33

Melvin pursed his thin lips, and he walked out of the hotel without saying a word.

Fred had no choice but to call his men to release those two people.

Stacy and Mr. Pollard were tied up in a darkened room, shivering.

She never could have imagined that Lyra actually knew such a big shot like Melvin, and her jealousy towards Lyra deepened even more.

An orphan who grew up in an orphanage, whose marital status on the profile seemed to read "Divorced".

What made a woman like this worthy of the help from so many excellent men in Frayton?

But more than jealousy, she was afraid at the moment.

It was the fear of how Melvin would handle them.

The light turned on with a crisp snap, both were almost blinded under the sudden illumination.

They were trembling with fear, and before they could ask for mercy, they saw Fred's men untying them!

Then the group of people left directly without casting them a glance.

The two people looked at each other in puzzlement.

What was going on here?

They let them go so easily?

Mr. Pollard immediately called Mr. Harper to ask for information, and Stacy also listened next to him.

But Mr. Harper's phone was off.

They couldn't get through.

The two had no other choice but to separate first. They couldn't stay in this place, in case Melvin might regret it and come back to catch them.

After returning home, Stacy talked to Irene on the phone and learned that Mr. Harper and Mr. McCormick had been arrested.

Irene questioned her, "How the hell did you do it? What went wrong?"

"My conversation with Mr. Pollard was overheard by Mr. Freeman of the Freeman Group, and he tied us up. Mr. Harper and Mr. McCormick were probably reported to the police by Mr. Freeman."

Stacy still had a question in her heart. "But I can't figure out why he would let me and Mr. Pollard go if he could send the other two to jail?"

Irene was silent for a moment.

"I'll send someone to look into this. You just need to keep an eye on that woman."

"Okay."

Hanging up the phone, Stacy turned to hug the man at her side.

The man was partly bald, probably in his forties. He lustfully confined her to his arms, "That new director seems fine to me. You really hate her that much?"

Stacy sniffed and pushed him away in irritation.

"Are you serious? You had said before that you would support my promotion, but that woman suddenly came out of nowhere. If it wasn't that she was pretty, would you care about such things?"

Thinking of something, she continued to complain, "And my car, you actually gave me a used BMW! Am I that cheap in your heart?"

The man was rendered speechless for the moment, so he could only placate her, "Of course not. You are the most beautiful babe in my heart. I was strapped some time ago. When I've got the time, I'll personally take you to the 4S store to pick a better car."

Stacy grunted twice in displeasure.

"Since you want the director position so much, tomorrow at the conference, I'll find fault with her. By then you can help with a word or two. A newcomer like her certainly doesn't know how to deal with this. She'll only make a fool of herself in front of everyone. Thus, the position will soon be yours."

Stacy was delighted, "This is a deal then."

The man nodded, his eyes glinting with lust, "Baby, I've helped you so much. Shouldn't I be properly rewarded?"

Stacy blushed and pouted, "You're nasty!"