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The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 161

At that time, all eyes were on Melvin.

Melvin did not panic at all, smiling and joking, "Nothing, sighing Mr. Bernard's ass-kissing skill is good."

This was meant to imply that Bernard deliberately bragged about him, and more than a little disdain for Anthony.

The two looked at each other, and both felt the obvious hostility from the bottom of each other's eyes. Soon the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder, back and forth.

The atmosphere was dramatically grim all around.

The others did not dare to utter a word.

In the midst of this extremely solemn atmosphere, it was Lyra who tapped on the table and reminded, "Get to the point. My time is valuable."

The two men calmed down and consciously returned their attention to the subject.

Anthony re-scanned the information and looked at Elizabeth and Ashley "Mrs. Scott, since you accuse Lyra of being the ringleader, you should show reasonable evidence. If not, then I can let them go."

Elizabeth bit her lower lip.

Yesterday, before leaving, Lyra's group of bodyguards destroyed all the evidence, except for the injuries on Ashley's body and the statements of the family's servants and bodyguards, she could not get anything out.

She thought that with a supporter in the Frayton police department, she could report Lyra's crime.

But then out of nowhere came Anthony, forcing her at a complete loss as to what to do.

But she was very reluctant and could only look at Lyra with indignation, "You don't think you can be rampant just because you have many big brothers behind you. Sooner or later you will lose your footing!"

Lyra was playing with her hair and was bored to death.

Hearing Elizabeth's words, she raised her eyebrows, "You're quite right, but it's not certain how soon I'll lose my footing. The Harrington family's good days are coming to an end."

"You!"

Elizabeth was so angry. When she thought that the Harrington Group was the painstaking effort of the Harrington family, she gritted her teeth and asked, "Even if you don't admit to hurting my daughter on purpose or smashing my car, it's a fact that you stole my family's fortune fruits. You want to deny this?"

"Oh, this."

Lyra thought about it and graciously admitted, "You invited me to the Harrington family as a guest. I took the orange tree away because it looks fresh, so if Mrs. Scott doesn't approve, I'll return it back?"

What the hell!?

She ate up all the fortune fruits!

"Since you took it, pay for it!"

"Okay."

Lyra didn't hesitate and agreed decisively.

Elizabeth didn't expect her to be so straightforward, and was a bit confused for a while, adding viciously, "I want cash!"

That tree was very expensive. She would double it and bluffed this little bitch to death!

"Satisfy Mrs. Scott," Lyra smiled carelessly, texted Fifteen, and looked to Bernard, "Mr. Bernard, Mrs. Scott wants cash, I've asked the bodyguards to bring the money. When they arrive later, remember to have your men let them in."

Bernard was keenly aware of the "bodyguards". How many of them would come?

But being forced by the pressure of Anthony's presence, he was too embarrassed to ask, and could only agree stiffly, "Yes, you can rest assured."

During the few minutes waiting for the bodyguards to come in, the interrogation room returned to silence.

Anthony and Lyra looked at each other. Anthony smiled very softly, and the pair of blue eyes was like talking something, which had a compelling charm.

Lyra, however, had little expression, and her eyes were still indifferent.

Melvin keenly noticed the two staring at each other.

It seemed there were some stories between them?

He noticed that every time Lyra looked at Anthony, her eyes were a bit elusive and complicated.

There was no reaction when she knew Garrett was sent away, so ... did she like Anthony?

Melvin felt stifled and coughed indignantly.

The sound was so loud and abrupt that even Elizabeth, Ashley and Bernard noticed it.

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