The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 369

Keira was very light and thin. She kept struggling but just couldn't get rid of Malcolm's clutches.

Chad rushed up and rubbed his hands nervously, without confidence, "Boss, I...just joked with her ..."

Malcolm looked over at him and ordered, "Get your little brat out of here! If you bully her again and cause her to come running to Rara and tell on me, I'll have punish you with military law!"

"Don't! I won't do it any more!"

With the mention of military law, it could say that Malcolm was really angry. Chad was frightened, and held Keira back from Malcolm's hands.

Keira pouted indignantly, and her hands wrapped his neck tightly, threatening him with her eyes.

"You heard it! I have a backer now. If you say you don't want me anymore, Mr. Malcolm will take a little whip to beat you!"

Chad and Malcolm were both speechless at the same time.

Lyra covered her mouth and laughed very unkindly.

Keira was really a cunning little brat. She got the backer and she was similar with her in terms of character.

Chad was emotionally naive and silly... she was afraid Keira must master him in the future.

Lyra walked over and tapped the tip of Keira's nose, correcting her wording, "That's not how you use the words ‘a little whip'. It's ambiguous."

"Ambiguous? Just a little fling between a man and a woman?"

Keira looked at Malcolm thoughtfully, then at Lyra, and snickered, "Last time I heard Chad say that Lyra is more powerful than Mr. Malcolm, so will Lyra also use the little whip to fix Mr. Malcolm?"

Malcolm and Lyra didn't know what to say.

This time it was Chad's turn to hold his laughter.

"Come on, why can't you keep your mouth shut? If you keep talking, Mr. Malcolm is going to get mad! And then he'll beat you up!" He hugged Keira, turned his head and headed for the car, hurriedly shoving her into the passenger seat.

Lyra had a helpless smile. Her small hand took Malcolm's, and tightly interlocked fingers, "Malcolm, you're usually so well behaved. How can I take a small whip to beat you? What do you think?"

Malcolm was in a much more relaxed mood and nodded with satisfaction as he sat the back row with her.

Not long after, the four returned to the White Manor.

Keira chattered and talked her best jokes along the way, making them laugh and having a good time.

Through the winding alleyways of the White Manor, before they reached the door of Lyre Spiti, there was a pretty figure standing just outside the villa waiting and pacing leisurely back and forth.

Lyra was the first to notice. The woman's skin was extremely well. No one could guess her age from her appearance. She was wearing a high-couture and elegant dress, but her face was very strange. Lyra had not seen her before.

And the woman who was at the door noticed them approaching and looked over at Malcolm with a smile, "Malcolm, it's been a long time."

The intimacy made Lyra subconsciously frown. She was trying to release Malcolm, but his grip was tightened.

Malcolm's eyes were also on the woman. There was a slight surprise in his inky pupils, "Auntie Alice."

Auntie Alice?

The eldest daughter of White family, Alice White, who was in her thirties, had been abroad and was an unmarried person. And she was coming back for a reunion.

Lyra was embarrassed. Alice looked so young that she thought Alice was having some affairs with Malcolm.

Malcolm stepped forward and introduced to Alice, "Alice, this is my fiancee, Lyra Lloyd."

"Hello, Alice."

Lyra smiled and spoke politely.

Alice looked at her, but her eyes gradually froze, showing obvious dislike, "How is it you? You are Malcolm's fiancee?"

Lyra was confused and looked at each other with Malcolm. Neither of them understood Alice's meaning.