The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin)

The rain was heavy and a bodyguard helped Fiona with an umbrella.

She walked aside alone to read the letter.

No one saw the shocked beyond words expression on her face.

She clutched the letter tightly. Her facial expression was very complicated. After she struggled internally for a few minutes, she put away the envelope and walked back to Melvin's grave.

"Mom, what did he say?"

Fiona's face was lost in thought, ignoring her as if she couldn't even hear Sheila's question.

"Mom, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me! What did he say to you?"

Sheila reached for the envelope in her hand but was dodged. Sheila felt it strange and went to grab it.

Fiona, in her haste, directly crumpled the letter she had opened in front of all the people, shoved it into her mouth and swallowed it.

"Mom, what are you doing!"

"Mrs. Freeman, you!"

Everyone was stunned by her behavior.

Fiona did not explain but rushed into the rain to hug Melvin's cold tombstone, crying hoarsely, "My son, you are still so young! How can you leave me and your sister behind ..."

She howled and her voice was almost mute. The mourning on her face affected everyone and their eyes turned red unconsciously.

As the wife of a wealthy family, she had always been a noblewoman. This was the first time that she disregard her image, hugged the tombstone and cried in front of so many people, but no one thought her behavior was inappropriate.

Even the behavior that she just swallowed a letter made it understandable. She lost her young and beloved son who was the Freeman family's most promising person.

It was the sadness to the extreme!

Lyra watched her from afar. Except for her eyes were red, there was no tear on her eyes and her expression was flat.

No one saw that her fingertips, which were hidden under Keith's jacket, were embedded hard into her palm, as if her heart was too numb to feel the pain.

In the cemetery, Fiona was about to faint from crying. Fortunately, Sheila helped and persuaded her to calm down gradually.

funeral was finally over and the business partners, family and friends were leaving one after another, all in a

the untimely death

pitied that the Freeman family was left with two women. With Wesley who was covetous, they were afraid the

Sheila helped Fiona out of the

and her anger rose, "It's all because of you. You harmed my

not retort, lowering

his sister suffering. His face was cold, "Keep your

"Didn't know?"

came forward and glared at Lyra, "she said she didn't know and she can get away with this? My brother paid his life for her! But look at her! She has not even shed a single

"Sheila!"

words could be uttered,

at her mother incredulously, "Mom! She's the one who killed my brother! What's wrong with me scolding her? Don't you hate her too!? What's wrong with you to speak up

head down and didn't

slowly walked

what you're doing!? How dare

ignored her, but looked at Lyra and said in a heavy tone, "I apologize to you for my daughter's words. She was too sad to speak

was also

had always been mean to her.

responsible for his death. You

eyes. She smiled bitterly and wiped the tears away, "Mr. Lloyd is right. Since Melvin chose this way,

you so much" made Lyra's heart ache fiercely

to keep

from her bag again and handed it to her, "He asked me to give

lightly as

it away for now. When you're back home, you can

that, she and Sheila helped each other out of the

her bag and waited for all the friends and relatives who came to the cemetery

small photo

the heavy rain, the photo was also

the unmistakable familiar and cold and indifferent

It was Melvin.

of him. And

droplets off the photo over and

truly loved. From now on, she can no

held back her tears and took great pains to

raining a lot.