The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 152

With a command, more than forty men rushed up on both sides.

Lyra's face was solemn. She grabbed Eleven and Twelve's hands and whispered, "I have informed Keith. You are not allowed to fight with your lives. I want you both to live!"

Just now, she took advantage of the time when talking to the killers, and quietly sent a message. Within ten minutes at most, Keith's people will definitely arrive.

Eleven and Twelve heard this and were determined to fight for their lives to protect her and rush up to the killers.

Because of wearing a hip skirt, it was not convenient for Lyra to even lift her legs.

Immediately, she tore off a small strip of fabric to stop the bleeding in her right shoulder with the fastest speed.

While doing this, a killer rushed up to cut her down.

She quickly dodged sideways and raised her twelve-centimeter high-heel to kick the killer's leg. Instantly, the man's face went pale with pain. Before he could react, Lyra slashed him with her hands viciously.

Forty against three, the scene was very confusing.

Inside the wooden cabin.

It was also experiencing a bloodbath.

Chad and Ted were strong, but the guys Ashley brought in weren't weak either. The mayhem lasted five minutes.

Melvin thought of Ashley's words just now and his heart suddenly had an uncontrollable twinge.

He couldn't wait any longer. One more minute here and Lyra's side would be more dangerous.

"Chad come with me to find Lyra. The rest of you cover. Withdraw!"

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On Crane Bay Bridge, blood was everywhere.

Eleven and Twelve grabbed the opposite's machetes.

But there were really too many people. They came round after round and continued. Within just a few minutes, their strength was consumed. The backs and legs were hit by the knives and they were still gritting their teeth to hold on.

Lyra was already wounded and her strength was soon exhausted. With a slight distraction, she received another slash on her arm.

The original fair and slim arm was stained with a long bloodstain, and the pain was so great that the whole arm trembled uncontrollably.

She covered the wound that was seeping blood, bit her lower lip, held back the pain and quickly observed the situation.

Eleven and Twelve were covered in blood but were still fighting hard.

If this continued, all three of them will die here before Keith got here!

She looked at the blood flying in the air and her heart was tumbling with rage.

For the pain she suffered tonight, she would return it a thousand times over in the future!

She stepped onto a stone pillars by Crane Bay Bridge, and the wind was blowing her hair.

But her face was stained with blood. When smiling, she was still stunningly beautiful.

Her cold eyes looked down upon. Even though being injured, her whole body was noble and cold as if it was carved into the bones.

"They want to kill me. I can't escape. But even if I have to die, I have to choose my own way of dying!"

After yelling, she leapt from the ten-meter high Crane Bay Bridge.

"Miss! Don't!"

The last thing she heard before falling into the water was Eleven's desperate crying.

The night was dark . Nothing could be seen in the water, and the dim yellow of the street lamp on the bridge became the only light under her eyes.

Along with the fading of the light, her head suddenly had a strong and sharp pain, and there was a steady stream of unclear images flashing past her eyes.

And a childish and clear voice saying, "Please buy a bouquet of flowers. You are as beautiful as this flower!"

"Why do you have a father and I don't. Can I have your father, okay ..."

"Oooh, I like you so much, but I can only choose you or daddy."

Who was it?

Who the hell was she!