The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 356

They chatted and walked out of the dungeon and got into the car going to the Duke's house.

In a short time, they arrived at the front door of the Duke's house.

Chad just got out of the car and his eyes were instantly drawn to a familiar tall figure in front of the door.

The man was wearing a dark black coat, with an upright posture and a cold, stern and reserved temperament, as if he was standing at the door waiting for him on purpose.

Although wearing a mask and hat, the man's entire face was hidden in the darkness, but Chad still recognized him at first glance.

In an instant, his eyes were red. Almost forgetting the injuries all over his body, he jumped over and embraced him regardless.

The man smiled and patted his back, mocking him, "I haven't seen you for only half a month. Why has your nature become soft and flabby?"

Chad frowned slightly, not answering. His arms circled him, claiming the warmth of his body like a brother.

The girl, who just changed her name into "Isla", came over and reminded, "Chad still has whip wounds all over his body, so tap gently, he'll hurt!"

The man's dark eyes glanced at the girl and silently withdrew his hand on Chad's back, "Looks like you had a good harvest on this trip. You abduct such a cute girl."

Isla smiled shyly, "Hey, hey!"

...

At the time, Anthony was on his way back to Arzew Palace.

He looked out the window at the darkening sky and instructed Mason in a grim voice, "Tomorrow night, before you send Chad on board, find a way to kill him and get back the serum."

"But ... he is very talented, and we can't use guns in public. Ans we can't send too many people. It'll attract attention. In that case, I'm afraid our people are not his opponents."

Anthony narrowed his eyes. The ruthlessness on his face didn't diminish, "He's not healed and can't beat us. Just do as I say."

"Yes."

Mason, who was sitting in the passenger seat, just answered when his cell phone suddenly rang.

His expression instantly became grave and he turned back to Anthony, "Master, the man we sent to the dungeon said that Chad is missing!"

Anthony tightened his eyebrows, "Check!"

Mason sent a message. Ten minutes, he looked at Anthony once again and felt vexed, "Master, we can't find him. He's like vanishing into air!"

"He's in a cell with ankle bracelets. Are you trying to tell me he's got wings and is flying?" Anthony stormed, "Check again! Find out who has been in the dungeon today. Check the visitation records!"

"Master, although you have a privilege order given by Princess Cayley to freely enter and leave the dungeon, you don't have the authority to view the visitation records."

Anthony gradually calmed down, "Forget it. He has not got the serum. He is not going to leave Europe Swye. Tomorrow he will definitely appear!"

Counting the days, he thought Malcolm's life should be coming to an end.

After the tomorrow, it was almost over, right?

This night was destined to be a sleepless night for all.

Early the next morning.

Lyra was called up early by the maid to freshen up.

Anthony bought her a full set of new cosmetics, all non-additive, non-toxic and non-harmful to pregnant women. Lyra didn't like others to help with makeup, so she still did it herself.

An hour later, Anthony sent the wedding car to pick her up to Florence Cathedral.

The cathedral was full of guests, all of whom were members of royal families.

Princess Cayley and Caesar were helping Anthony with the guests, but Harrod was not here.

Lyra looked at the bustling church scene through the car window with little expression. The wedding car went around to the back door of the church and Lyra entered the lounge Anthony had prepared in advance.

She only wore a wedding dress and had not yet started to do her hair and put on veil.

The ceremony was about to begin, and she went to get a comb from the table. She was ready to do the hair.

She just raised her hand, but it was held by a pair of warm hands.

Through the mirror, she looked up.

It was Anthony.

She immediately drew back her hand and asked coldly, "What are you doing here if you're not greeting the guests?"

"With my mother and Caesar up front, I can have a time to come over and help you." Anthony picked up the comb on the table and gently brushed her hair.