The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 50

Thinking of this, Charlotte got anxious. She quickly changed into an all-dark outfit, put on the face mask, and took a taxi straight to the place.

...

Melvin came out of the bathroom after showering, and he couldn't get the video of Lyra dancing 'Lover' out of his head.

He was a bit vexed. Had he known that he would be the one tired out, he would not have helped her this time.

Lying in the bed, all he could see was Lyra's face whenever he closed his eyes, especially the pair of starry eyes, clean and stubborn, making you hard to forget once you've seen them.

Also... they looked familiar.

Having thought of something, Melvin hesitated for a while before giving Lyra a call.

There were things he wanted to ask for clarification.

First call, no answer.

The second call, it said that the number was not in service.

She hated him that much?

Melvin felt inexplicably annoyed and tossed his phone to the side, trying to sleep.

...

Charlotte took a taxi to the abandoned hut on the outskirts.

Katrina was standing in the doorway waiting for her.

When Charlotte approached and saw the injuries on her face and body, she was a shocked.

"What happened? How did you get hurt like this?"

Katrina lowered her head, hiding the emotions in the eyes, "The woman was struggling violently on the way here and it caused a small car accident. I might have injected too much drug in her, so she..."

"I'll go take a look."

Katrina stopped her, "Does Miss Frazier know that you are here alone tonight?"

Charlotte's face instantly turned sullen.

Irene had always been bossy with her because of her superiority. Now that Irene was back to Suham, did Irene's subordinate try to command her now?

She and Irene were just allies, not superior and subordinate, so why should she have to report everything to Irene?

The more she thought about it, the angrier she was. She gave Katrina a hard stare, "You're the one she brought here to do the job, but she's not in Frayton now, so all you have to do is follow my orders, understand?"

Katrina ducked her head even lower, "Understood."

"Now that your job is done, get the hell out of the way."

"Yes."

Katrina answered, but remained standing still.

Outside the abandoned hut, there was only a flickering kerosene lamp, and it was impossible to see what expression was on Katrina's bloodied face.

Seeing her still standing there like a statue, Charlotte was annoyed, "Can't understand human language, can you?"

"Okay." Before leaving, Katrina fished out a cell phone from her pocket and handed it to Charlotte with both hands, "This is the woman's cell phone. Someone just called her. I was afraid it would interfere with your plans, so I put the phone into airplane mode."

"Got it." Charlotte snatched it away.

When Katrina was gone, she unlocked Lyra's phone and looked at the number that had just called Lyra.

With just one glance, Charlotte instantly fumed, her eyes flaming jealousy.

Although it was marked as an unknown caller , she knew very well who was the owner of this number.

Melvin wanted to call Lyra at this late hour, what the hell?

She had been back from abroad for so long, and every time she took the initiative to see him, but Melvin had never really cared about her like that.

This wasn't fair!

She was his fiancée, and that woman was the side chick who interfered in their relationship!

The more Charlotte thought about it, the angrier she became, the malice in her eyes unconcealed.

She held up Lyra's phone in rage and wanted to smash it immediately.

But her hand stopped in the air.

An excellent idea popped up in her mind.

She sent a text message to Melvin's number using Lyra's phone.

After doing this, Charlotte flung the phone onto the ground, but not enough, she then stomped on the phone in her high heels, only to stop when the screen was completely shattered.