The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin)

Lyra gritted her teeth. She didn't intend to reduce speed, but to speed up and dash forward, like she was determined to die with them together.

The two black cars in front of her saw her rushing straight ahead and were startled.

In the last two seconds before the impending collision, the two black cars moved backwards simultaneously by half a meter.

The gap between the two cars was just wide enough for the Santana to squeeze through.

No sooner had she breathed a sigh of relief than the two black cars quickly chased after her again.

Lyra tried to circle with them, but the Santana was simply no match for the two black cars in terms of speed, not to mention escaping from them.

She bit her lip, but her mind was extraordinarily calm.

Through the rearview mirror, she could see vaguely the number of people in the black cars.

Together with the driver, each black car and five people.

A total of ten people, all seemed to be sturdy men.

If she was gonna fight it in a hard way, she would certainly die. But if she used her wit to quickly settle the fight, she may have a 60% or 70% rate of winning.

This was inevitable, anyway, but she was not in a good mood today, so let's have a good fight!

Bring it on!

Having analyzed the situation, her gaze became steadfast. She chose to drive the car to the outskirts of an abandoned building and parked it there.

Two black cars came to a halt. The ten stout men got off in unison.

They were armed with rods and other weapons, all with fierce-looking faces.

Lyra leaned against the door of the car, arms crossed in a relaxed manner.

The crowd of gangsters were stunned when they saw her hot body under the white pencil skirt.

This deal today was indeed a one-way bet!

Lyra didn't panic at all, her eyes scanning across hem one by one, her red lips open, "Tell me first. Who sent you?"

The leader of the gang looked at her with lustful eyes, "Beauty, don't blame us. You've offended someone you shouldn't have."

Seeing that they would not reveal the name of their employer, Lyra did not bother to talk any more.

high heels and holding them in her hand in front of them, she smiled, but her gaze was icy cold. "Well then,

gangsters raised their rods and

"Honk!"

far away, suddenly sounded a sharp

appeared in sight with an extremely

on the driver's seat

his poor driving skills and had his salary

the car with a handsome

legs, he seemed to be walking with a swoosh of wind. Though he came alone,

gang were all

murderous intent. He walked past Lyra directly

lifted their rods and fight with

the rescue, so she put her heels back on, and leaned against the car door to watch the

was willing to make a move, she was happy to be

ruthless and fast. Within a few minutes, seven or eight were down, leaving the gang leader, highly alerted for

hands, crackled, and

his stare; his legs trembled, and

spare me. I can get lost now. I won't mess with that lady again.

question, when Lyra walked over in her high heels, grabbing the gang leader by the collar with one hand.

We take any job as long as there's profit. I

"Don't wanna tell me?"

instantly threw a hard slap on

him, he cried out, "Oooh, miss! No no no, Goddess Lord! I swear I really don't know. That person paid generously, asking us

the side and

spat out a large mouthful of blood and passed

back at Melvin, "Why didn't

face, "You can keep listening to that? These men are utterly disgusting! Do you still want to

know what was wrong with him, and he couldn't control his anger

she was his ex-wife. He wouldn't allow

for that.

kindness of

at him in annoyance, "He passed out straight after your kick. He hasn't even felt the pain at all. You're supposed to torture him while he's awake. Let him beg you for a quick death instead of

Melvin was rendered wordless.

out he was overthinking

kindness! She was

have Fred look into what happened today, so you

rolled her