The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 509

Anthony smiled at her from afar.

His blue and deep eyes would be flooded with admiration only at the sight of her.

After coming out of the interrogation room, he seemed to have gone to get a haircut and, by the way, shaved his beard.

In addition to the skin that was rougher than before, his face was still as good-looking as before expect the feeling of vicissitude.

Lyra stood still and watched quietly as Anthony approached her.

She asked, "How do you get here?"

"I want to see my sister, but I didn't expect you to be there. It just so happens I went to a mall to buy some gifts after signing a bill from the National Investigation Bureau, so can I have a dinner at Lyre Spiti tonight?"

Lyra thought about it and didn't refuse, "Sure, little Spencer and Momo will be very happy if they know they are going to see their godfather."

Anthony smiled with satisfaction.

He always smiled in front of Lyra, and his emotions were always the most genuine.

Lyra: "I heard from Rebecca that you got beat up by Shane for helping me steal the penthouse potion. Was it serious? Are you feeling better?"

Anthony smiled and thought it didn't matter, "I almost get well. Just got beaten by canes. They're superficial injuries. It didn't hurt."

"That's good."

Lyra was standing in a restrained manner. She always felt weird talking to Anthony alone like this, and was only comfortable when Malcolm was with her.

They were silent for a minute. No one spoke, and the silence was a bit eerie.

Anthony's eyes were always on Lyra's face. No one knew what he was thinking.

Lyra looked away just in time to see a luxury car with a familiar license plate into view.

The limousine stopped and Malcolm, who had changed his uniform, stepped out of the car and walked towards Lyra without looking sideways.

"Honey, I'm just waiting for you." Lyra smiled. As she sensed that Malcolm's mood was not good, her voice was gentle and soothing, "We're going to have a lot of fun at home again tonight, so why don't we call Chad and Keira over for dinner to witness Spencer and Momo's first time to see their godfather."

"Okay, it's up to you."

Malcolm restrained himself from being cold and sullen. He naturally took her hand, declared his sovereignty, and kissed her on the forehead.

Anthony stared at the two's clasped hands. His lips were pursed, and he watched them without a word.

After the public display of affection, Malcolm only raised an eyebrow to look at him, "Will you get on the car and go back to Lyre Spiti together with us?"

Although he said so, there was no real enthusiasm on Malcolm's face to invite him.

Obviously, they were just a couple of polite words.

But Anthony, like a man who didn't know how to trim the sails, smiled and nodded, "Mr. Malcolm, you're too generous to refuse, so let's go back together."

Malcolm's dark eyes instantly went cold, and stared at him.

Lyra clearly felt the atmosphere gradually became unusual.

She pulled Malcolm in the direction of the limousine, "It's late. I'm starving. Let's get back."

Malcolm withdrew his eyes and helped her open the door. His left arm carefully pressed the top edge of the car to prevent her from bumping her head.

When she sat in, he leaned over and helped her put on the seat belt.

Anthony noticed his tenderness, silently put the gifts he bought for Spencer and Molly into the trunk, and then sat in the back row.

The three just "weirdly" went back to Lyre Spiti together.

When they arrived home, Malcolm went into the kitchen to cook, while Lyra and Anthony, who was carrying a large bag of gifts, went to the fourth floor nursery together.

Because Malcolm didn't feel comfortable with the two being alone in a room, he called Chad and asked him and Keira to hurry over as his human surveillance.

In the nursery.

Anthony took out the new toys he bought and played with Molly

Molly seemed to know that he was her godfather. She was giggling, looked innocent, and seemed to like Anthony very much.

Lyra went over to take a look and saw that his eyes were glued to Molly. His blue eyes were seemingly mellowed by the little cutie.