The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 53

On each banner there was a sentence, and the upper one read, "STEW IN YOUR OWN JUICE."

The lower one said, "SHOOT YOURSELF IN THE FOOT."

The meaning was obvious!

Charlotte was so angry that her eyes were flaming intense hatred and her whole body began to ache.

Jamie's face also turned sullen after reading it.

Only Katelyn couldn't help snickering, feeling extremely satisfied.

However, when she laughed, the two people in the ward instantly turned their eyes to her, and Charlotte's face even turned purple from anger.

Katelyn's smile froze and she hurriedly adjusted her expression.

"Ahem, this woman was outrageous. She clearly doesn't respect we Matthews family. Honey, if you don't teach her a lesson, there's no telling what she'll do that's even more shocking!"

Just as she spoke, there was a knock on the door of the ward.

A man in overalls gently pushed open the door and asked, "Excuse me, is this Miss Charlotte Matthews' ward?"

The three in the ward looked at each other and Katelyn asked, "What's wrong?"

"We have a delivery from Miss Carroll. Beautiful flowers specially prepared for Miss Matthews."

After saying that, the man waved his hand to someone behind him.

Immediately after, a group of staff carried a bunch of funeral wreaths into the ward under the Matthews' suspicious gaze.

Soon, the whole VIP room was filled to capacity.

The whole thirty-two wreaths were placed in front of Charlotte.

"This...you guys are too..."

Katelyn tried to say something else, but Jamie gave her a furious glare, so she had to cover her mouth with resentment.

The flower delivery staff completed their task and bowed politely, "Please take your time to enjoy, and we look forward to seeing you next time."

She had been wished to be dead, so how could there be a next time?

She got roasted by Lyra!

Charlotte's heart was about to explode due to anger.

"Get out! Get out..."

She had the impulsion to throw these wreaths into the faces of those people, but she had just undergone surgery and could not move her body, so she could only stare in anger.

That bitch! She had gone too far!

She sent her banners to mock her for stewing in her own juice, send the wreaths to imply that she was asking for death!

That was way over the line!

"Bitch! Bitch! Throw them out, all of them. Cough cough..."

Her lungs are going to explode from rage. But before she could calm herself down, she saw clearly the photo in the middle of the wreath.

It was the photo of her being embarrassed in her ripped dress ripped at the party, taken by Lyra.

How harsh!

Memories of her embarrassment at the party and her being ridiculed across the internet were instantly evoked.

"Arrrggg! I'll kill you!"

Under the thick bandages, she gritted her teeth ferociously, and she passed out on the spot.

...

Lyra did not choose to leave the hospital through the main entrance, but through the security corridor. She had just reached the corridor when her wrist was clutched from behind.

It was Melvin who followed all the way up.

When the two bodyguards saw this, they immediately wanted to make a move.

Stopped by Lyra, "No, you two can go have a rest, but don't go far."

After the two bodyguards left, Lyra flung off Melvin's hand and rubbed her wrist casually, "Go on."

Melvin frowned, and his face sullen. But the first thing he asked was not about Charlotte.

"What's the relationship between those two men and you? Bodyguards? Whose men are they, Keith, or Cody?"

The more Lyra listened, the more confused she was. This man followed her all the way here just to ask this?

Though puzzled, she joked, "They're mine."