The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 176

She turned around. There was anger in her eyes and she glared over.

The person who stopped her was Anthony.

Anthony's eyes narrowed slightly. His expression was serious and deliberate, "Lyra, you can't use lynching in this matter. Since I am there, he should be brought back to Frayton police department for questioning."

"He tried to hurt my face with acid. I just fought back. Is that not OK?"

She sounded cool and tried to withdraw her hand.

Anthony clutched her wrist, and his expression was still grim, "He hurt someone and should be sanctioned, but you hurt him again, you are the same. Don’t you forget. This is a bar. Even if you let anybody out, there are a bunch of staff watching. All are human witnesses."

Lyra was slightly stunned, and the corners of her mouth curled up in a cold smile.

"But I've already done it. What are you going to do?"

Anthony froze for a long time before saying, "I can pretend I didn't see it and help you clean up the scene again, but you can't hit him again. Melvin, he's just your servant now, your pet only. You don't need to let yourself into trouble for him."

His words shocked Lyra.

"If Melvin hadn't blocked for me, it would be my face that would be hurt right now. You would still be able to say such things?"

Anthony choked.

Lyra forcibly shook off his hand. Her cold eyes were staring at him incredulously, "Anthony, you are so strange to me now."

His pupils twitched slightly and he was feeling hurt. He silently stepped back and didn’t stop her behavior.

Without being stopped, Lyra had a cold smile as she squatted in front of the man again, "Come on. Let's continue."

"No...don't ..."

Ignoring his pleas for mercy, Lyra aimed the bottle at the back of his left hand once again and raised it high in the air.

"Stop it!"

Just as she was about to smash down, a man came from the door.

It was Bernard, the captain of the third division, who arrived with a team of police officers.

"Master Callahan, you are there."

Bernard rushed in, saw Anthony first and greeted him. Seeing that Anthony had little expression, Bernard stepped forward to snatch the bottle out of Lyra's hand.

Seeing the miserable state of the man on the ground, he hissed softly.

He was sure she was a ruthless woman.

He carefully watched Anthony next to him and saw that he looked bad and had no intention to help, "Miss Carroll, we received a report of a disturbance at the bar. Please come with us."

Lyra smiled faintly, and her voice was soft, "He threw acid on me and hurt my people. I returned it. Just a little too much force carelessly."

Bernard looked at the man who was cut by the bottle glass. Half of the face was bloody. Subconsciously Bernard gulped.

This was said to be fucking "careless"?

He said squarely: "Miss Carroll, as for what is going on, you have to go to the police department first. Please come with us."

Lyra blinked her beautiful eyes, "Investigation and questioning is no problem. How long will it take?"

Bernard answered her as he put the electronic handcuffs on her, "That's not certain, depending on whether you've committed the crime or not."

Other police officers also came forward and handcuffed Fifteen and Seventeen separately.

Rebecca heard the commotion, came out, and went up to Anthony, "Anthony, Lyra is going to be taken away. You can't just sit there and do nothing about it, Anthony!"

Anthony did not speak. His eyes were gazing deeply at Lyra's back as she was taken away.

Unable to persuade him, Rebecca tried to stop, but was blocked by Anthony's men, and eventually had to see Lyra off to the police car.

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Melvin woke up in a daze for a few hours because his body was powerless.

The back injury had been bandaged and treated. The doctor saw that he was in a good shape, but his body was so sick and weak. In addition to anti-inflammatory medicine, the doctor also gave him an extra nutrient fluid.

It was late at night when he woke up from his wad. Eleven and Twelve were sitting next to him on the bed and were asleep.

Looking around the room, he did not see the figure that would reassure him.