The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 580

Malcolm dwelt on this question for a while.

He first called the police department to inquire about the exact reason for Lyra's capture.

He learned that Lyra was detained in the questioning room and never got out because her cell phone and bag were not with her but at the old White's villa.

He went with Chad to the his grandpa's villa.

Because of Micah and the medical team , Rudolph was on IV fluids and it was just a matter of time before he woke up so the condition was not that bad.

Malcolm left Chad behind to look after his grandpa and went to the police station with Lyra's cell phone and bag and picked Lyra up himself.

Lyra was bored, depressed, and sincerely felt that the staff of police station should be replaced completely.

She knew that because of Paul Hoare's Owhil nobility status, the police station would have to go through the motions and show international diplomatic goodwill no matter what happened.

But the two police officers who went to the White Mansion to help her get her cell phone and bag never came back, and it was outrageous and even deliberate.

Or perhaps the two police officers who just questioned and did record did not arrange for anyone to go to the White Mansion at all, just to trap her here.

While waiting, she didn't stop thinking and recalled many things.

The more she thought about it, the more she realized that since she tied Anne back to the basement, there were flaws everywhere.

It seemed that not only was she setting a trap for Anne, but Anne was also setting a trap for her.

Her mind was muddled with thoughts when the door to the questioning room was suddenly opened.

Lyra ignored it and felt annoyed.

Until a man walked up to her, crouched reverently and softly said, "Rara, I'm back."

This low but familiar voice ...

Lyra abruptly lowered her head and saw that it was Malcolm, whose skin was slightly tanner.

He was her husband whom she kept thinking about.

After not seeing him for several days, Lyra was surprised to see him, as if it were a lifetime ago.

"Honey, are the UV rays strong in the border? Why have you tanned so much?"

She stroked his face compassionately, bent down and kissed his thin, somewhat dry lips.

Malcolm's eyes looked gentle, "UV rays are quite strong. But I'm afraid of tanning too much, you will not like me. I take away your sunscreen cream before leaving, so I'm okay. I'm not as tan as Chad is."

Lyra lovingly rubbed and pinched the soft flesh of his cheeks, "Quite clever."

After the catching up, Malcolm got up and held Lyra directly and strongly in his arms, "Honey, I'm taking you out of here."

Lyra hugged his neck. Her eyes were cunning and she asked deliberately, "No need to make a statement?"

"No?"

"No need to show evidence that I am not illegally imprisoning anymore?"

"No, through and through. I've got it all taken care of."

The two looked intimate as if no one was watching, and left the police station when a crowd of police officers were staring at them.

When they came out, Lyra got her phone.

She checked the call logs and found that Kathleen and Abigail made multiple calls and Malcolm made three calls to her.

There was even an unsaved and unknown number that made two or three missed calls in a row.

It wasn't noted, but she knew that it was Collin's number.

It was deleted by her earlier.

There were also a lot of unread messages on What's App.

Kathleen: [Lyra, the police came to take Anne Windsor with a permit. I can't stop them. Why don't you answer the phone? See the message and come back as soon as possible, okay?

Abigail: [Lyra, something's wrong. Where are you?]