The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 640

After sightseeing the most famous scenic spots in Teprax, they boarded a plane and went to Matania.

After several days of traveling, Lyra and Abigail were so tired that they fell asleep as soon as they got on the plane.

Malcolm and Micah were men after all, and they had better energy. Even though they worked overtime at night, they were still refreshed after sleeping.

Malcolm covered Lyra with a thin blanket and hugged her firmly.

Micah refused to admit being inferior, covered Abigail with a small blanket, and even thoughtfully ordered a glass of juice for her, fearing that she would be thirsty when she woke up.

Malcolm saw his considerate behavior, and chuckled.

"Not bad, you have improved a lot in the past two days. You even know to prepare juice."

Micah glanced at him coldly, "Look at Rara. She sleeps as soon as she gets on the plane. These few nights in a row... Hold back and don't make her so tired."

Malcolm smiled slightly and took a sip of coffee, "Micah, so do you."

Micah lowered his head. Two men's competing both in overt and covert means was self-evident.

Because Abigail had always paid a lot of attention to Malcolm in the travel and even thought Malcolm was nice, it made Micah feel very unhappy, always wanted to surpass Malcolm in every aspect, and showed it to Abigail.

Malcolm didn't know what he was thinking, but he could clearly feel his hostility in the past two days, and he did not show weakness to Micah to compete with him.

When looking at Micah's face secretly, Malcolm's nose suddenly turned sour and he sneezed several times without warning.

Micah's cold eyes rarely showed a different look, "It seems you have been overworked in the past two days. Your physical strength has decreased, and your resistance has also decreased. Have a little cold."

Malcolm rubbed the tip of his nose gracefully, and answered truthfully, "I feel someone is cursing me and saying bad things about me, not because of my physical strength. Compared with you, I had been in the army for many years. In terms of strength, I'm way much better than you.”

Micah narrowed his eyes, stared at him, and stopped talking.

"How do you two quarrel?" Lyra asked and rubbed her eyes when Malcolm sneezed.

The two men were silent at the same time, with a tacit understanding.

Lyra laughed meaningfully, "In a war between men, what's the use of just braggart? When you get off the plane, you should find a boxing ring to fight. Your fists will tell the truth."

Micah's voice was low, "As a woman, you'd better be gentle. Don't mention fighting all day long. Learning Jiu-Jitsu just let you have the ability to protect yourself, not to fight."

With Micah's words, Lyra pursed her red lips, nuzzled Malcolm, and instantly transformed into a well-behaved woman.

Malcolm taped Lyra's forehead, patted her back with his palm, and said in a casual tone, "I think your proposal is good. Anyway, in terms of fighting, I will never lose."

Micah narrowed his cold eyes, looking not too happy.

As the boss of NIB, Malcolm was the king of the military area. He was an outstanding person from devil training.

On the contrary, Micah looked like a gentle and research-oriented doctor, but he was actually pretty good.

However, if he really fought with Malcolm, he really may not be able to win.

He still remembered that Malcolm, who was blind because of the S404 biochemical virus, went mad because Lyra was not around, so he and Keith joined forces to subdue Malcolm, who was like a mad dog.

Collin can compete with Malcolm when Collin hadn't suffered the legs problem.

Since they were not comparable in terms of fighting, Micah stopped talking and quietly helped Abigail who was in the seat next to him to sleep in his arms.

The young couple on the other side was also very affectionate.

Lyra refuted Malcolm's words with a smile, "You actually have a rival in terms of fighting."