The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 785

The horizon was fading, and twilight was rising.

The light at the top of the hill dimmed.

The evening wind was cold on his face.

Anthony stood motionlessly on the top of the hill in the breeze, and his face looked composed.

The engines of the five helicopters grew louder, more deafening, and more terrifying, but Anthony remained motionless, waiting for them to land.

A moment later, the cabin opened, and Malcolm, wearing a dark military coat and boots, walked down the steps.

Almost instantaneously, the two men's eyes met.

Soon after, Chad stepped off the plane and was relieved to see Anthony.

Fortunately, he did not run away, but ran over to pick them up. It was estimated that there was another story.

Thank goodness he didn't have to go back to be punished.

"Malcolm, you're making a big deal out of this. You have a gun, and you have more than a dozen men. Those who don't know will think I'm a criminal."

Anthony smirked.

Malcolm looked at him with dark eyes. He was too tired to listen to his ramblings, and went straight to the point, "Are Lyra with you here?"

He smiled faintly and corrected him carelessly, "This is not my place. I just found her."

At the end, his tone was profound and his eyes were slightly evil.

"Malcolm, I got lucky this time. I got her before you did. If she chooses me this time, will you let her go?"

Malcolm frowned. His eyes were red with rage and killing intent.

Approaching him, he yanked at the collar of Anthony's shirt in a violent rage.

"If you think of her, I don't mind letting you relive the life-and-death experience of a high-security prison."

Anthony looked him in the eye, froze for a few seconds, then smiled weakly, "It's a joke, Malcolm. Don't take it seriously. If I really want to possess Rara, I should destroy all my contact information and cut ties with all of you. Then, I'll prepare a large sum of money to take her abroad to a small country with a low level of education."

"Once out of the country, even if NIB is capable, it will take time to investigate. Malcolm, don't you think?"

Malcolm squinted sharply and was silent.

When he saw Anthony offered to pick them up to land, he knew he didn't have the guts to hide Lyra.

Besides, Anthony was once the director of Security Agency. If he really wanted to hide her, it would take a lot of effort to find her.

But Anthony had a selfish motive this time, and it was still not a good one.

"Since you've found her, you should contact me immediately and bring her back safely instead of keeping it a secret. Anthony, I know very well what bad things you're holding back."

Anthony didn't disagree.

He admitted that he did have selfishness, want to give this more than 10 years of obsession an answer.

But only if the person agreed to give him a chance.

He had thought that as long as she was willing, he would take her away and fight for himself, even if he would be chased and stopped by NIB for the rest of his life.

It was a pity.

"I'd like to take her back," he said, "But only if she's willing to go with me."

Malcolm raised his eyebrows. "What do you mean?"

"Wait for you to see her in person to know." He once again had an evil smile. His blue eyes were very deep. No one knew what he meant.

Lyra was different now.

Lyra wouldn't pick him, Anthony thought, and she wouldn't necessarily pick Malcolm.

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The rest of the men with guns were told to stay put, and Anthony led Malcolm and Chad down the mountain path.

More than a hundred meters from a simple house, Malcolm saw smoke rising from the cooking fires.