The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin)

It was a girl's voice.

"Shut up if you don't want to die." The scar-faced man was holding a dagger against the girl's cheek.

The other man, with one foot stepping on her chest, laughed wickedly.

The girl was so frightened that she could only nod in cooperation.

Seeing her gave up struggling, the two were even more pleased, "Babe, we haven't banged a woman for a long time. As long as you made us happy, we'll let you go afterwards."

The girl sobbed uncontrollably at his words.

The two men, lecherous grins on their faces, began to molest her.

Having just unbuttoned the collar of her shirt, one of the men felt a sudden blunt hit on the back of his head. Covering the bleeding wound with his hands, the man gave out a wail before collapsing.

The scar-faced man was startled by this sudden turn of events. He jerked his head to look and saw that it was a woman.

Lyra was holding the high heels in her hand, standing there like a queen in her all-white suits.

Once the scar-faced man saw her, his eyes lit up with surprise, "Yo, a feisty little kitty, I like it."

Fiddling with the high heels in her hand, Lyra sneered, "You like it? I'm way out of your league."

The scar-faced man was enraged. He cursed "bitch" and charged towards Lyra with his knife.

He was knocked down by Lyra in three strikes and couldn't even get up.

The girl huddled up into a ball out of fear, her whole body shaking, and her eyes filled with terror.

Her cheeks were tinted with redness, as if she was slightly drunk.

Looking at her cowering, Lyra suddenly felt an ache in her heart and an image flashed across her head so fast she couldn't even catch it.

She shook her head and the strange feeling she just had disappeared completely.

Perhaps... she was too tired today that she got hallucination?

Lyra did not think much about it and turned to look at the girl in the corner who looked about 18 years old.

"You're safe to go home."

was ready leave when

a pair of expectant eyes, "Miss, I was out drinking with my friends. I was separated from them. My

name is Katrina. Miss, please help

looked at her phone,

Their current location was quite remote, thus indeed rather dangerous for a girl

Where's your

2, Sub Voldale."

still clutching her hand, as if she

got on the

and soon fell asleep leaning against the car

mirror from time to time, and when she saw that she was asleep,

was still sleeping soundly, Lyra's phone was running out of battery, so she called out to her twice to ask for more details about the address. But seeing that the girl did

all closed so it was very quiet

sniffed and suddenly realized

her face was

didn't drink at

in the suburbs,

Katrina was pretending!

Lyra felt wind sweeping by

instinctively, she grab the hand that was reaching

two millimeters short of piercing the skin on her

you... see through

quickly, so she stopped pretending. She increased strength on

with only one hand. The car was driving at a constant speed in the

were quickly locked, the entire car suddenly lost balance and flipped straight over, breaking

driver's seat was protected by an airbag, Lyra only scraped her forehead and

It was a pity that the car had not been with her for

out, Lyra opened the car door and personally carried Katrina out of the car, who

Lyra finally managed

Katrina seemed incredulous, "Why did you save me? I hurt you. You should have

answer her question, but only asked,

was instantly mute and looked away

smiled, "Let me guess, Charlotte Matthews, or Irene Frazier? Or...

come up with such a meticulous plan, it would be impossible for her to hire a such a skilled assassin; plus the fact that Charlotte became the Matton Corp's heir, Lyra concluded

"I failed and

gave a sarcastic smile, "How boring

looked at