The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 409

Chad stopped the movement of his hands, raised his eyes for a moment, and received the cold and hostile warning gaze from Malcolm which scared him and his face slightly pale.

"No!"

He was so frightened that when he swung the branch again.

Ethel was in so much pain that she was twitching and was almost at her limit.

Her beautiful eyes were filled with tears. She looked pitifully at Micah who was on the side couch and Keith, weakly pleading for help.

"Micah, Keith, help me ..."

Micah looked cold. There was no trace of extra expression on his face for her cry for help.

Keith looked at her and listened to the creepy sound. Then he chose to look away and ignored it.

Facing with the indifferent brothers, Ethel felt disappointed and smiled contemptuously.

Occasionally, she would muffle a few grunts of pain, but still didn't beg for mercy.

Whoosh-

With the final lashing, the last thick branch in Chad's hand was broken.

He gasped slightly and was a little tired from it. Then he looked back at Lyra and Malcolm, "Lyra, it's done."

"Very well." Lyra's voice sounded cold.

Ethel was clutching her arms in pain and still shaking. Lying on the ground, she was unable to get up. Her hair was drenched with sweat and stuck to her face, without the pretty look on the stage before.

Fifteen stepped forward and yanked her up stiffly so she could kneel.

Her petite body was covered in wounds, but she was resilient, not letting herself really fall down.

She knew it was Lyra's intention to frustrate her and give her a hard time.

Lyra turned her head from Malcolm's arms, gazing at her. Her face was still cool and haughty.

Family status was clear at a glance.

Lyra asked, "About dad being pushed down by Claudia, Claudia said you instigated her to do it?"

Ethel lowered her eyes, easing the pain in her body. Her face was expressionless, "Right."

Lyra's inner rage surged again, "You're such a brute! That's your father. How dare you put up with it to the point of letting someone push him down the stairs. He's been helping you behind the scenes and spoiling you for so many years. And you don't feel guilty at all?"

Ethel listened to her and laughed. In her weak and painful gaze, she was incomparably cold-blooded, "Why I have to feel guilty? He should have thought of this when he has to give you the inheritance."

"I know he loves me as a daughter in his heart, but this love is no better than loving you. He had been unwilling to get me into the family for so many years. Let me live secretly as an illegitimate daughter. Doesn't he deserve to die?"

Underneath her stunning features was an extremely ruthless heart.

"Don't you have a mercy at all?" Lyra stared at her in anger, "Chad, slap her mouth! Teach her to talk properly!"

"Yes."

Chad lifted up his cuffs and walked over. He raised his hand to slap her hard.