The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin)

Chapter 127 One night of love is worth a hundred of friendship

Lyra listened to the low growl inside and her palms clenched tighter and tighter.

But when she looked at Eleven, her face was still cold and cruel, "Do you think I have gone too far?"

Eleven knelt down on the spot, "I don't mean that. Miss, you were drugged last night. Today you want to return that pain, and it is right, but I know you don't really want to get Mr. Freeman killed."

Hearing him say this, Lyra felt much better.

She thought about it and looked to Seventeen, "Go to the Freeman Manor and bring Fiona here. Move fast."

"Yes, Miss."

Seventeen set off quickly.

The rest of the group was still listening to the sound in the basemen. The low growl and struggle were getting stronger and stronger. It seemed that he was on the verge of despair.

Even a few of the taller and larger bodyguards could barely listen to it, and even felt that it was a brutal auditory torture for them as well.

After another ten minutes, Lyra finally spoke up.

"Open the door and go get a bucket of ice water in the fridge. Bring it over to help him get rid of the fire."

The bodyguards first froze, then obediently followed Lyra's instructions and went to fetch some ice and a bucket of water.

"Squeak."

The door of the basement opened. Light penetrated through, and that light pulled Melvin's shadow in the middle long and narrow.

Melvin was lying on the floor curled up, just like a baby in its mother's womb.

The floor beneath him was soaked with sweat and his hair was wet with sweat as well, drooping in front of his forehead. He was like a big helpless and pitiful dog after being injured.

His entire body had run out of strength because of struggling for an hour. Still, he can not help but shake very fiercely and his face was so red that frightened them.

blinding light shining on his eyelids, he struggled

saw a slender and familiar figure in

didn't think too much. His hands were shaking and eager to reach out to the figure. "Lyra ... me, I'm feeling so ... terrible... " said Melvin with

drugged so hard and he was very heartbroken

his retribution.

disgust she felt for him

stubbornly wanted to touch the figure. Obviously, it seemed very close. He thought he

far away, like the distance between

see Lyra's expression, but

throb violently, a hundred times harder than when the drug kicked

just watched him quietly, from

since he opened them, her eyes moved slightly, but she said

to say

was the ice water that Eighteen

water. And the coldness seemed to penetrate into his bones. His whole body shivered even more, and teeth clacked. He couldn't control his consciousness and

to pour it directly on his

grip on the arm of

originally...wasn't that what you

dumbfounded by her fierceness. His hands shook and the rest of the water was accidentally

shock caused Melvin to choke

his lungs were

and was just about to get

"Ah! Melvin! My Melvin!"

sound of this voice, Lyra's

sat back firmly in her chair, and her face returned to its

cast, lying in a private

face looked very bad. Fiona knew it wouldn't be a good thing when she guessed it, and she pretended to be wretched and didn't want to

Seventeen

her son, who was tortured and dying in the basement, Fiona couldn't be bothered to pretend to be lame, and ran as fast as she could with her leg in

that there was no warmth. And his body was shaking uncontrollably.

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