The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 381

"Yes, Mr. Malcolm is uneasy about your safety."

Lyra felt warm, and immediately instructed them, "There are many people. The scene is chaotic, but I will be fine. Can you first go to clear the scene? And let all the media who took the video temporarily stay here? Can you do it?"

"No problem, Miss Lyra."

More than a dozen bodyguards quickly moved out to clear the chaotic crowd.

Irene fell straight down from the wall. Originally, she was thinking she would die on the spot and her brain would explode.

But she didn't expect her to fall into the soft air cushion without any pain.

Without waiting for her to react, Eleven and the others quickly stepped forward and grasped her hands behind her back to confine her.

Less than five minutes, all the staff members were dispersed and warned before leaving

The group of media who took the video were placed together by four bodyguards and waited for Lyra to come over later to negotiate with them.

After the crowd was almost gone, there was much less noise under the walls.

Only Irene's screams kept stimulating the eardrums of the others present.

Lyra stepped forward and looked coldly at Irene, who was pinned to the ground by Eleven and the other bodyguards.

Irene kept cursing, "Lyra Lloyd, you're going to die! You bitch, I won't let you go off!"

Lyra just let her do so, and only when her throat was dry and she coughed, did Lyra look to Eleven, "Untie her."

"Huh? Miss, this is a crazy woman! What if she hurts you?"

"It doesn't matter. Let go."

Eleven and the others couldn't do anything but reluctantly release Irene's confinement.

When Irene was free, she quickly pulled out a small golden scissors hidden in her pocket and stabbed it directly at Lyra before all the bodyguards had time to react.

"Bitch! Go to hell!"

"Miss, be careful!"

"Lyra!"

While all the bodyguards and Melissa were exclaiming, Lyra quickly struck out and kicked Irene to the back of her hand.

Irene was in so much pain that she dropped the scissors on the spot and was completely frozen.

Lyra Lloyd was so fast that she was subdued straight away in seconds?!

Just as she froze, the bodyguards quickly stepped in and subdued her again, pressing her to the ground.

Lyra's face was expressionless as she stepped on her hand, crouched down and sneered.

"Irene, you underestimate me. Even if I'm physically challenged, you can't be my opponent. It's just the difference between whether I want to fight back against you or not."

"Ah...!"

Irene was going crazy, and screaming angrily.

Lyra felt noisy and frowned unhappily. Then she raised her hand and slapped her hard in the face.

There was a loud sound.

A sharp pain struck her cheek. Irene was stupefied by the slap, and her eyes were watery.

Lyra saw that she was barely quieter, pinched her chin, forced her face up, and began to analyze the matter calmly.

"Why did you show up at the opening ceremony of the new drama I invested in? You should have been in jail. You even stole the small scissors used by the crew to cut the ribbon. What a great preparation? Whose idea is it?"