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The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 475

In the hall, Shane put the cane back into the long brocade box, and his eyes became more and more gloomy as he remembered Lyra using his sister and taking Melissa away.

Next day.

Lyre Spiti.

Keith stayed up all night, sitting at the head of the bed and watching over Melissa.

The doctor had examined her. She was so weak that it took two sedatives to stop her madness, but at the same time, the two sedatives put her to sleep for the whole night.

The wound on her wrist had been medicated and bandaged by Keith.

Keith looked at her haggard, pale, and sleeping face, and grasped her palm to clasp it firmly in his fingers.

Persuading her to take back her identity as the Callahan family's daughter was the worst decision he had ever made in his life, and no matter what he gave, it seemed that he could not make up for the damage Melissa had suffered in the Callahan family.

When she came to her senses, he would accept whatever she wanted to punish him.

His eyes were red. His heart was aching, and he was silently grieving.

The whole room had an air of despair for a while.

That was, until a phone call interrupted his grief.

It was Ashton.

The moment the phone was connected, Ashton hurriedly said ingratiatingly, "Mr. Keith, I have thought it over. I am willing to withdraw the marriage contract from Melissa, but I may have to take two days to find a suitable reason to talk to Shane. Can you first help me to deal with the online news? "

Keith lowered his face, "Things aren't even done and you want me to help with you family's mess. Ashton Barker, do you take me for a fool?"

"No! Mr. Keith, you misunderstood. I just ..."

Keith did not want to listen to his explanation,but directly gave an ultimatum, "By noon today, I want to hear the Barker family and the Callahan family withdrawal news. If you are still dragging, I will let Lyra cancel all the cooperation with the Barker Group in hand. Barker Group will declare bankruptcy in a few days. Do you want to try it?"

Once the Lloyd Group took the lead in isolating the Barker Group, other groups would certainly follow the trend and humiliate the Barker Group. If with no cooperation, the hotel business was also in decline, and the Barker Group simply could not last a few days.

Threatening Ashton in this way, Keith was not the least bit defeated.

He was a forty-something middle-aged old man. Being randy, he had been widowed for several times. It was said that his wives died of disease, but the real cause of death was unknown. He had hidden it extremely well.

Obviously there was some unknown quirk.

He was such a scum, but thought about his Melissa. When he was going to let the Barker Group lose billions of dollars, he had been very kind enough.

"Mr. Keith, Mr. Keith, you ..."

Ashton, who was on the other end of the phone, wanted to say something else, but Keith cut off the phone and blacked out his contact information, not wanting to talk a word with him.

In fact, his threats were effective.

Ashton could no longer get through and realized that Keith had pulled the plug on him, so it was clear that Keith was really, really angry.

He immediately called Shane, and half an hour later, he was on his way to Callahan Residence in a hurry.

For Ashton, no more wives for life was okay. After all, he could go to the club to find prostitutes.

But the Barker Group absolutely cannot collapse!

The Barker Group was his life, and was as important as his penis!

*

When Ashton arrived at the Callahan Residence in a hurry, Shane was in his study dealing with business and asked the housekeeper to take him to the parlor for a moment.

Then he sat here for an hour.

Ashton was on pins and needles, sweating furiously with nerves.

He kept looking at his watch. It was almost Eleven o'clock and Shane still wasn't coming to see him. If he waited like this without any confirmation, he would be finished if the Lloyd Group really did something to him.

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