The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 38

The two people in the living room had already fought for about two rounds.

Lyra's first strike missed its aim. In the following protracted battle, she couldn't rival Melvin in terms of physical strength, plus the inconvenience caused by her high heels, she was forced to the corner before she realized it.

Melvin smiled, clutching her left wrist and pressing it onto the wall.

Just like what he did in the previous fights.

This time Lyra had learned her lesson, knowing full well that he wanted to confine her hands by holding them against the wall. Thus, while Melvin was paying attention to grab her left hand, Lyra took the opportunity to pressed on the ring on her right hand, and the silver pin popped out.

Melvin was caught off guard. The silver needle on Lyra's Emerald Green Ring was held against his Adam's apple.

Fortunately, she had been wearing the ring all the time for protection ever since Micah gave her this. Thought the silver needle was small, it was made from a very hard material.

The two seemed to have been frozen on the spot.

So close that they could feel each other's breath.

As Melvin swallowed, his Adam's apple moved, and a bead of crimson blood slipped down from his neck, quickly staining the collar of his white shirt, on which it looked a small poppy flower.

His brow furrowed, "So ruthless?"

Lyra sneered, "To deal with a pestering asshole like you, I have to be ruthless."

Melvin's thin lips curled up slightly and he leaned in an inch closer.

He didn't seem to believe that she dared to take his life at the villa.

"If you come a millimeter closer, I'll slit your throat without hesitation. Try it if you don't believe me."

There was no emotion in her voice, but Melvin clearly saw the absolute determination in her eyes.

This woman would kill whoever annoyed her when she was angry.

He chuckled, let go of her hand, and took two steps back.

Lyra gently massaged her left wrist, and walked around him to get the transfer agreement on the coffee table.

Flipping through it, she didn't find anything suspicious in the agreement.

She picked up the pen next to her and finished signing the two copies without hesitation.

Then, she took one of the copies and left the house without looking back.

Melvin looked at her back and raised his hand to touch the blood at his throat, the look on his face unfathomable.

...

Lyra got out of the villa.

When Fred saw her, he involuntarily flinched. Having waited for her to walk past him, he rushed to the villa to see how Melvin was doing.

Lyra ignored him and took out her cell phone to call Kellie.

"Help me find some people to take care of my Seaside Villa, the whole furnishings need to be replaced, and the flowers in the garden have to be replanted."

"Okay, Director." Kellie asked, "When do you plan to move in? I can start the arrangement as soon as possible accordingly."

Lyra giggled, "When did I say I'm moving in?"

"Huh? You're not living there? Then..."

Before Kellie on the other end of the line could finish her sentence, Lyra hung up.

She walked straight to her Volkswagen Santana parked at the front gate. Just as she opened the door, she heard the sound of a car slowly approaching behind her.

The car stopped a short distance away.

Charlotte got out of the back seat. There seemed to be someone else in the back of the car, probably a woman, judging from her movement, but the face was blocked and it was impossible to see who she was.

Lyra didn't bother, just took one look and then withdrew her gaze, ready to get in the car and leave.

Charlotte trotted closer to her and blocked her car door, sounding surprised, "Why are you here? Do you still want to pester Melvin. He has nothing to do with you now!"

Lyra was amused, curling up her lips playfully, "That's something you should ask him. He told me to come here."

Charlotte's heart sank.