The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 97

The man in the front with the checkered shirt and glasses asked Melvin, "This gentleman, we are all out on a trip, but we have lost our way. We have been there for a few days. We have lost our luggage, and we are starving to death. Do you know how to get out of the mountain?"

Melvin didn't say anything, just looked at the man, and his dark eyes couldn't tell what he was thinking.

The man looked at the people behind Melvin and continued cottoning up.

"Sir, it looks like you are ready to leave the mountain. Why don't we leave together? We can take care of each other, right?"

In contrast to the man's enthusiasm, Melvin seemed very cold and indifferent.

Melvin glanced at the seven-some people behind the man in the plaid shirts and examined them.

Coming from a army, he was instinctively wary of strangers who suddenly appeared.

This group of people claimed to come out to travel and lose luggage, but the dirt on their clothes was very new. It was not like they had come out for a few days without a change of clothes. It was more like they deliberately got the dirt up on their shirts.

Although they were holding each other, everyone's eyes were bright, so he didn't think they had been hungry for a few days.

He furrowed his eyebrows and was sullen.

Something was not right with this group of people.

Melvin's man, who was standing right beside him, quickly noticed his facial expression and became wary as well.

Melvin smiled lightly and responded, "No need to travel together. We're not on the same way."

He turned his head and was ready to leave.

"So where is this gentleman going? It's always good for everyone to make friends."

The man in the plaid shirt was still enthusiastic and went up to try to tap Melvin on the shoulder.

No sooner had he touched it than his hand was clutched hard by Melvin.

The atmosphere on both sides was suddenly a bit unusual.

Melvin clutched him with one hand and tried to reach into his pocket with the other.

Being clutched, the man's brand new hilt was exposed in his pocket.

Melvin snorted, but his dark eyes looked cold, "Such new knife, I'm afraid you're not just here for a trip. Who sent you?"

Seeing that he discovered it, the man did not pretend and turned sinister.

"Since you're here, don't try to go back alive!"

After saying that, he took out his knife and stabbed at Melvin viciously.

Melvin dodged sideways agilely and the two quickly wrestled together.

The rest of the men saw this and took out their knives as well.

The two groups of people fought on the spot, and the scene was very chaotic.

...

After they came back home, Fiona comforted Sheila, then went to the office and called Ashley.

Ashley had just walked to the door of the president's office when a coffee cup suddenly fell at her feet.

She had already heard about the Freeman Group's failed bid when she arrived, so she smiled as she walked up behind Fiona and thoughtfully massaged her temples.

"Although you are angry, it is not worth it."

Fiona had a headache, and closed her eyes while enjoying her massage and calming down.

Ashley continued, "I have checked the Atimber Property. It is originally a small company on the verge of bankruptcy. A few days ago, it suddenly comes back to life. And it actually won the bid of the suburban land. What is behind should not that simple."

Fiona opened her eyes and lovingly held her hand.

"Ashley, please take more time to find out the owner behind this property. We can offer a better salary to let this person work for the Freeman Group, as long as this person hands over the land to us. "

Ashley frowned, "But Fiona, how could this person want to come work for the Freeman Group?"

Fiona was silent.

"If this person won't work for the Freeman Group, then get this person out of Frayton along with the company."

"Okay Fiona, but ..." Ashley spoke with a faintly complicated expression.