The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin)

Keith beat him up, so he deserved it?

Was Keith that important to her?

Melvin was upset!

Quite unpleasant!

If he could, he would like to put Keith in a sack and pack him up tomorrow and throw him to Antarctica to feed the penguins!

Feeling the sudden resentment deep in his back on the bed, the corners of Lyra's mouth hooked slightly.

But the injury on his back did look a bit harsh.

"Seventeen, apply medication on him."

Seventeen, who was suddenly cued, was confused, "Huh? Me?"

Lyra gave him a stare, "Do I have to do it myself?"

"Okay."

Seventeen had a bitter look on his face.

This son of bitch was not moral. He just tried to trap his Master Keith. Can he can give him poison?

Although he was very reluctant, the lady stared at him and he can only go to get the medical kit.

The arrangement was almost done. Lyra turned her head and was ready to go, when a pair of broad hands behind her suddenly held her wrist.

"Lyra, talk to me for a minute ..."

Melvin had changed direction to lie, did not look up and his voice in the quilt was low. His long curly eyelashes were shaking slightly, which looked "delicate" with his pale face.

Lyra glanced at him indifferently, "My time is precious. I don't have time to talk with you. Let go."

She deliberately emphasized her words to remind him of his current status.

Melvin didn't move and didn't let go of his hand.

"Lyra, I endured this alone for six hours this afternoon. It really hurts. The marble tiles in the living room are so cold. I'm lying with the stiff body. For the sake of my admission of punishment, just talk for a while ..."

His voice was soft, like the brush of a feather and more like a wounded beast trying to beg for comfort.

A man lying on the living room floor for six hours?

Lyra wrinkled her eyebrows and swept her gaze to Eighteen, who was standing at one side.

Eighteen lowered his head in horror, "I ... thought Mr. Freeman was doing housework and fainted. That's why I didn't ..."

over. The more he described, the

would be put on him alone, Eighteen hurriedly shut his mouth and retreated, closing the door in

door

who was covered in the

took her wrist and didn't let go, "You went to Keith's for the past two days,

Hmm?

Lyra frowned.

pitiful, just to talk about all

nonsense. Mr. Lloyd is gentle and considerate. Of

was mocking, Melvin changed his expression to a serious one and tried to say, "I've heard that the Lloyd family is very demanding of their children and grandchildren's spouses. Do you think Keith would fight

Did Keith marry her?

Oh, the big joke.

don't

thin

he didn't intend to let the Lloyd family know

men in this world can sugar me, and I am

clearly too arrogant to

that and

narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking carefully about the deep meaning of her

of

she and Keith were related by blood? That they

previous intimate acts were only between

this idea was only his guess,

hoped

lost in thought, and Lyra saw that he kept saying meaningless and jealous

her wrist, Lyra didn't make it and got a little annoyed: "Melvin, what the

was scolded by her raised his miserable wan face and looked at her pitifully, "Lyra, my

"Hmm?"

thunderstruck by these words. How came she didn't

back

Melvin was speechless

was really painful and tired, and wanted her to comfort a

he was silent, forcibly broke his grip on her wrist and was about to

left to the mountain range between neighbor city and Frayton. The reason why I came back late

Lyra's footsteps paused.

had sent someone to kill

her about Melvin's whereabouts and his temporary absence, but without telling her that the

after she injected him with the special drug the day he first

standing by the door for a moment before responding with a smile, "Why

opened the door of the room and went

outside the door and had an odd expression

"Miss?"

kit Eleven was