The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 62

Lyra's pupils dilated, "Melissa's missing?"

"Yes. And this is not an ordinary default withdrawal. There must be something wrong. Melissa is in very good state before the recording of the show and is getting along with the other contestants. So it's impossible for her to suddenly leave without saying anything."

"I know. Continue the show filming first. Keep it quiet. Feel free to contact me if there's anything else."

Lyra calmly arranged, "I will start to investigate this matter. Steady them."

She hung up the phone and frowned tightly. After thinking about it, she dialed the phone number that was at the bottom of her phone's address book.

"Boss?"

The person on the other side was very surprised and stuttered, "Is it really you?"

"It's me." Lyra answered very succinctly.

The man on the other side immediately got excited, and even through the receiver, she could feel the man's shock and joy.

"Boss, you haven't contacted us for six or seven years. Is it something important this time? Darkbell will do anything for you!"

Darkbell was a mysterious organization under her name, with agents all over the world and existing in all walks of life.

As long as Lyra gave a order, there was no information they can't get.

"Help me investigate Melissa's whereabouts, and I want the results in ten minutes. As for the matter of me not contacting you, it's a long story. I'll inform you when I have time."

Lyra put down her phone, and her eyes were filled with worry.

Although she trusted Darkbell's efficiency, the more seconds that passed, the more unpredictable Melissa's safety became.

The phone rang once more and Lyra glanced at the time. Only eight minutes had passed.

"Boss, we have checked it out. Around noon, Melissa received a call from someone. This person asked her to come outside the shooting base, claiming to have an important matter to discuss with her."

"Melissa went outside and was immediately charmed and stuffed into a trunk of a fake plate vehicle. That car drove off into the gravel hill outside Frayton. And after passing through a tunnel, the car was lost to surveillance."

"I suspect she's near the gravel hill and should be kidnapped. What do you ..."

The man asked tentatively.

"Okay, I get it, thanks to you guys this time." Lyra was incomparably calm and sober.

She checked the map the man had sent her and prepared to drive there.

The phone beeped twice, and there was a text message from an unfamiliar number.

"I have Melissa. Come here within one hour. If you go beyond the appointed time, you will be responsible for the consequences. Only you can come alone. If you dare to call the police or bring someone else, we will immediately kill her."

The unknown number sent another message with a picture of Melissa being tied up and beaten.

Lyra leaned against her fiery red Magotan and was lost in thought.

The person who kidnapped Melissa threatened her, but did not want money. And it was deliberately stressed that she needed to go there alone ...

Could it be the member of Lloyd family?

She didn't think so. The person seemed to know her very well, and the mean to cause her memory loss was almost seamless. It was impossible to reveal so many flaws as this time for Darkbell to be able to find out.

After thinking about it, she roughly identified the real culprit behind the kidnapping.

Lyra turned off the navigation to the hill and headed back to Keith's villa.

She changed out of her professional outfit and put on a sports suit instead.

The black-based sportswear made her skin look more fair, and the slim-fitting style outlined her body shape just right.

She tied her long hair into a high ponytail, making her valiant and heroic in bearing.

"Didn't you just come back here? Why are you going out again?"

Connie heard her footsteps coming down from upstairs and nagged her, "Miss, you've been busy at the company these days, working around the clock. Since you come back, you'd better take a good rest. Your health is the essential to your career."