The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 458

Micah was slightly stunned and quickly looked at the two cups of tea she had poured.

He didn't realize that she had prepared his share.

He walked over, picked up the cup of tea and took a serious sip.

The water temperature was well controlled and the second brewing of the tea was just enough in fragrance.

When tasting it, he though the tea was light and smooth. It could see that she was doing great with the tea lesson.

He finished drinking and said seriously, "It tastes good."

Abigail, however, gazed at him sideways, "That's it? You're so perfunctory. Don't mince words when complimenting a woman on something like that."

Micah understood and commented again, "This is the most fragrant tea I have ever drunk, and you poured it yourself. I will never forget the taste in my life."

She laughed and was amused by his wordings.

Previously, she only thought he was cold and ascetic, but she never thought he was cute as well.

She poured another cup of tea and handed it over, "Drink this and go home."

Micah took it and fondled admiringly.

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The next morning at Lyre Spiti.

Malcolm asked Shane to come over to talk in the name of his boss. Shane couldn't avoid or hide.

At ten o'clock sharp, Shane showed up at the door of Lyre Spiti on time.

The bodyguard quickly let him in. He had his eyes lightly lowered. No one could see the emotions in his eyes.

Lyra and Malcolm were just sitting in the living room waiting. Both looked serious.

Shane stood in the doorway of the villa, straightened his uniform collar and walked in steadily.

"Mr. Malcolm, ma'am."

He stepped across the coffee table and stood in the open space in front of them.

Malcolm stared at him and pointed to the side couch, "Sit."

"Thanks, Mr. Malcolm."

As he took his seat, Lyra prepared to speak. Shane seemed to have sensed this and spoke ahead of her, "I'm here today on official business of National Investigation Bureau, so if you have personal questions about my family, there's no need to discuss it."

The moment he said this, the atmosphere in the living room was quite.

Lyra's face looked cold and sullen. Obviously, she restrained herself from raging.

Malcolm reached out and clutched her palm to ease her mind, with his dark eyes staring at Shane.

"As the director, I should care about deputy director's family issues. It belongs to the official business."

Shane's face froze slightly and then he smiled, "You're right."

Malcolm didn't equivocate with him and asked, "I saw Melissa was not feeling well that night. She only showed up once in the party. Is she feeling better today?"

"Thank you for caring about Melissa. She just caught a cold. Nothing serious. She'll be fine in a few days."

He was smiling and speaking meticulously, without any unusual look.

Malcolm continued, "When did you agree to let her engage with the Barker family?"

"Just before the party started. And after Mrs. White came with Mr. Keith to ask about the engagement."