The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 391

As if thinking of something, he instructed Chad, "Tell the National Investigation Bureau to arrest Aaron Barker immediately. I want to interrogate him myself."

"Huh?"

Chad didn't understand, "Bro, of three, Aaron didn't do anything out of the ordinary at all."

Malcolm insisted, "Arrest Aaron Barker. I won't say it again."

They all thought that those photos were taken on bed.

So someone must have moved Cody out of the bar to a nearby hotel, and then let some voluptuous women to come and pose.

But in fact, there was no complete bed on the photos. One could only see the white pillows and covers.

When a normal person saw this kind of photo for the first time, he or she would think it was a photo in bed.

He looked down at Lyra who was in his arms, choosing to tell her first of any thoughts he had.

"Rara, those photos on the internet are probably no bed photos. They may be taken in the room at the bar."

"When I just checked the surveillance, I noticed that all the people who entered and left the room 3805 left one after another after 2:00 a.m. last night."

"And Aaron left just after 7:30 as if nothing had happened. And in the missing half hour in between, he should call those voluptuous girls to pose."

Cody was going to blow up again after hearing this analysis.

"Aaron, he's usually humble and reasonable. And he has done good deeds in front of us, but I didn't expect him to be so scheming! Hurry up and catch him! I'll have to kill him myself!"

Seeing that Cody blew up but can only vent his anger to the air first, Lyra helplessly shook her head and laughed.

"I advise you to think about how to word the explanation with grandpa. Your phone is off. He has not been able to find you. It's estimated he's still angry. If you can't make him get over it, you're ready to be killed."

Cody suddenly shivered. He just got beaten by the belt and his body seemed to hurt again.

If he went back to the Carver family, he would be screwed up and only death awaited him.

He ran bashfully to Lyra and Malcolm to beg for mercy.

"Lyra, you have to help me this time! Once I go home, I won't come out again alive. And then you won't see such a cute and handsome man like me anymore! I can't help you continue to earn money either!"

His words drew a baleful look from Malcolm, who glared coldly at him.

"She has me. She doesn't need to see you the dog that causes trouble. You have signed an artist contract. If you can't bring benefits to the company, it's better to die."

Cody was deflated and looked at Lyra with accusing eyes, "Lyra, do you hear what he said?"

Lyra stifled a laugh and scoffed him, "You do love to get into trouble!"

Seeing that Cody's expression was too bitter, Lyra hurriedly correct, "Well, I'm joking with you. Don't worry. I will help you think of a way."

The moment when she finished her words, Malcolm took Lyra in his arms and left. Quickly, they got in the car, followed by Cody immediately.

Chad needed time to arrest Aaron, and the three waited in the car.

During the waiting time, Malcolm went to buy freshly cut fruit and fed it to Lyra in the passenger seat, one by one.

Cody came up and sat in between the driver and passenger seats, "Mr. Malcolm, the color of the fruit looks good. I'm thirsty. Just need to sober up again."

Malcolm hit him hard on the back of his hand, and looked at him with cold hostility, "This is for Rara. If you want to eat, buy it yourself."

Cody pursed his lips and muttered a few words to scold Malcolm a few times.

Malcolm, who was in the front row, didn't pay any attention to Cody. His eyes were on Lyra, and he was concentrating on feeding.

He took a full and juicy strawberry and handed it over, and Lyra took two-thirds of it.

"Is it good?"