The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 159

Police department?

It came pretty quickly.

Lyra did not have the slightest surprise and consciously stretched out her small and tender hands, smiling with arched eyebrows, "Yes, then let's go."

It was the first time for Bernard to see a woman who was so proactive and calm when she was arrested.

Especially her smile, it was calm and but compelling.

He had seen Ashley's injury photos. Her body was bloody so the abuser must have used the professional and cruel means.

He could hardly imagine that it would be the simple and naive-looking girl in front of him, and could not help but be more cautious about the matter. He went forward to prepare to put electronic handcuffs on Lyra.

Before he could do it, Bernard's hands were violently pressed.

Melvin was washing dishes and came out of the villa when he heard the commotion and saw the scene as soon as he arrived.

He sulked and looked straight at Bernard, "These things have nothing to do with her. I did them. If you want to take custody of her, take me."

Lyra looked puzzled.

"You just peeled a few oranges yesterday. What's your business? Go away."

Instead of stepping back, Melvin took a step forward and guarded her firmly behind him.

His dark eyes, deep as night, still fixed on Bernard, and he said righteously, "I know everything about this matter. If you want to find out the truth, then take me."

Lyra was a little annoyed. She did the thing herself and it was none of his business.

The man standing in front of her turned around gently, unaware of what she was thinking, and smiled broadly, "Don't be afraid. You go back first. I'll solve this."

Lyra was speechless.

Which one of his eyes saw that she was afraid?

"I've never been in a police department before. How funny is that. I just want to go there for a cup of tea."

Melvin and Bernard were dumbfound by what she said.

Did she think police department was a tea house?

Still funny?

Bernard looked the two back and forth, and from what they said, he thought both should have been there at the time.

"Since both of you are related to this case. Let's go together!"

Bernard took out another pair of handcuffs.

Lyra didn't object.

Melvin put his finger in her pie so it was nice he was taken together with her. She smiled and agreed, "Sure, but I'd like to have a word with my bodyguard. I'll be quick."

Fifteen was called out.

Lyra found a black and gold card from her bag, handed it to Fifteen, and whispered something else in his ear.

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Eventually, both were electronically handcuffed and put into a special police car.

In the car, Lyra sat quietly, with little expression on her face. Occasionally she admired the scenery outside the window.

Melvin was watching her for a moment, and noticed that her wrists were red from the handcuffs.

A trace of depression and heartache gradually emerged in his dark eyes.

He took Lyra's wrists and massaged the red marks on her wrists, "Does it hurt?"

Lyra was not that delicate.

But since he was happy to show attentiveness, she didn't take back her hands.

...

Elizabeth was already there when she entered the police department's special interrogation room, and even Ashley, covered in bandages, insisted on coming.

She wanted to see this bitch being sent to jail!

As soon as Lyra entered the interrogation room, she noticed Ashley who looked like a mummy.

She burst into laughter right away.

"Miss Harrington, I'm deeply moved. You rush over even if you feel extremely painful. I really admire you!"

Ashley was really in pain, so much so that she could barely speak.

Elizabeth and Ashley, both stared at her with hatred.

Bernard, the captain, entered the room and began a serious questioning.

"Mrs. Scott, who were the two who broke into your house and acted aggressively?"