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The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 588

Seeing that Lyra had headed to the island, Collin didn't say anything more but hurriedly left Anning Hill with Kathleen, driving to the island.

They set off just in time to get to the coast just before Lyra was ready to go to the island.

"Lyra."

Hearing Kathleen's voice, Lyra turned around. It was sure enough it was Kathleen and Collin.

"Kathleen, why are you here?"

"Collin isn't at ease, so we follow you to check it out."

Lyra looked at Collin.

Collin was also looking at her, and the two looked at each other for a moment before Lyra took the lead and withdrew her gaze.

"Since you are here, let's go to the island together."

Chad did not go there. He made a phone call to assemble the team of his men, as planned in advance to guard the coast. And they were ready to any unexpected situations.

The three boarded a dinghy together and went quickly to the island.

On the small island, Paul and Anne sat and waited in front of the entrance of a small and luxury villa.

There were seven-ish bodyguards standing behind them, as if they travelled here for fun.

Seeing Kathleen and Collin, Anne smiled brightly, "Collin and sister-in-law are here too. You really love Lyra. She is coming to take me away, and you guys are actually afraid of something happening to her."

Kathleen's expression was cold and serious, "Who is your sister-in-law? I only have one. That's Lyra."

The moment she finished her words, Collin gently pinched her wrist, signaling her to speak less and not to provoke Anne.

The two sides were separated by three or five meters, looking at each other from a distance. Anne did gradually grimace at Kathleen's words.

She didn't understand, "Why are you all like this? Although I am an illegitimate child, I am at least half of the Lloyd. So why don't you all love me? I've always been on my own, but Lyra has the love and attention of everyone."

Her good-looking eyes were flooded with tears. She was really sad, and her tone was very emotional, "Why? I just want the love and care of my loved ones. Why does everyone have to push me to death?"

Paul's heart ached for her, and as soon as he wrapped his arms around her waist, he let her sit on his laps, "Anne, I really feel distressed. I'll always be with you."

In front of Lyra, Kathleen and Collin, Anne wrapped her arms around Paul's neck in an intimate manner

The girl, who was only 21 years old, was nestled in the arms of Paul, who was already in his 40s.

It caused Kathleen and Collin to frown almost simultaneously. And they were not too happy.

In the face of Anne's accusation, Lyra gently explained, "Wrong is wrong. You're scheming and trying to squeeze me out to replace my place in the family. You have done so many bad things. You should expect to have the day of being utterly isolated."

"Although there are some things I don't remember at the beginning, if you approached me with good intentions at that time, I think the relationship between you and I would not have come to this point. I am open-minded. There is no grudge between legitimate and illegitimate daughters. If you didn't think of harming me all day long, I would have treated you as my own sister."

"You brought this on yourself by coming to this point."

Anne listened to her explanation and sneered as if she was laughing at herself.

"Lyra, if I say I want to make peace with you from now on, will you agree?"

Lyra's expression did not change in the slightest, "No, you have harmed me no less than five times. As a broken lock cylinder, no matter how you repair it, it is impossible to make it back as before. How heartless you are, and how much you hate me. You know better than I do."

Anne was pale and did not deny Lyra's words.

Her hatred for Lyra was etched into her bones.

She, however, had one last bargaining chip.

She got up from Paul's arms and gazed distantly at Lyra, "I know the real cause of your mother's death. Lyra, do you want to be surprised?"

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