The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 782

Brad stood beside her and was ready to make a detailed statement about her account.

The woman sat up with trembling arms, supported herself in pain, and confessed with trembling lips.

"My real name is Violet Newman, and Lyra Lloyd knows me because I am a patient of Micah. My family is poor. My life is miserable, and I wanted to jump off the top of the hospital to end my life."

"I ran into Lyra by chance. She saved me. She pitied my suffering and encouraged me to actively receive treatment. Fortunately, she helped me pay for my medical expenses. That's how I got to know her..."

Malcolm listened quietly, with his brow furrowing. "So, it's you."

He knew it had happened two years ago, and Rara had told him about it.

Lyra took special care of Violet because her family experience reminded Lyra of her mother.

Her mother had been in the hospital because of her father's mistress and his mistress' daughter, Ethel Lloyd, and died.

So she found out what was going on with Violet, whose husband brought his mistress home, and then threatened Violet not to sign the critical treatment sheet after she was ill, so he can blackmail her into a divorce.

She stepped in to help Violet.

She helped find evidence to put Violet's husband and mistress in jail.

She helped contact lawyers, left Violet's husband with nothing, and gave her the house and the car.

When Violet got better, she went to Lloyd's Corp to thank Lyra.

Later, Malcolm heard that Violet was going abroad to get out of her ex-husband's impact.

Malcolm hadn't heard a word about this woman from Lyra since.

"She went out of her way to help you, and you repaid her with enmity. You deserve to die."

Malcolm clenched his fists, the veins in his arms bulged, and the look in his eyes was fierce.

The woman did not dare to look at him and was afraid. "I... I didn't want to. She's so rich. I thought that it was just a small matter for her to help me. It was a handout from a rich person to a poor person like me..."

The more she said that, the more embarrassed she felt. "I'm sorry. I didn't forget her kindness. I'm very grateful to her, but I was forced to. I had no other choice."

"The reason I went abroad was because I was arrested. They asked me to find a reason and let me keep in touch with Lyra from time to time. I was arrested and forced to do plastic surgery. I had to endure many operation on this face in half a year to satisfy that person."

"After that, I was locked up. That person showed me all kinds of interviews and news about Lyra. He asked me to imitate her demeanor, learn her speech, and memorize everything about her."

"If I don't do it, I will be beaten up and beaten to death, but if I learn well, that person will be very happy and will give me a lot of money to deposit into my mother's account in front of me."

"As long as I listen to his words, not only will I not be beaten, but I will be paid and fed. I have no choice but to live."

She sobbed and wept, but she didn't have the strength to lift her hand to wipe away her tears.

Just now, Brad brought someone in and gave her an injection of some unknown fluid. He even used the needle to stab several acupuncture points in her back. Her entire body was in so much pain that her bones almost cracked. It could be considered as a heart-wrenching pain.

After a long pause, she looked up carefully. Under the pressure of Malcolm's constricted breath, she continued,