The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin)

Chapter 272 Bail, break off, and marry Me

He was heavily handcuffed and walked slowly with each step.

There were bruises on his arms and neck. His skin was rough. And he was bearded. He was

completely different from the past.

Except for the still very distinctive blue eyes, Lyra could barely recognized him.

Anthony stared at her through the glass and picked up the phone.

Lyra followed his movement and took the phone.

"Lyra, it's been a long time. You seem surprised. You don't remember me so soon?"

Lyra had little expression and her voice was extraordinarily cold, "I didn't come here to listen to your

bullshit. If you don't say it, I'll leave."

Anthony curled his lips playfully and tut-tutted twice, "You're really ruthless, all preoccupied with your

little pet."

Seeing that Lyra was about to put down the phone, Anthony said hurriedly, "Okay, I'll get down to the

point!"

His eyes narrowed slightly, and the smile on his face was evil and weird, "Lyra, although I'm trapped, I

know better than anyone that your current fiancé Malcolm is your ex-husband in Frayton. Your little pet,

right?"

Lyra was slightly stunned and sneered without changing her face, "Who did you hear that from? I didn't

know that."

"No need to hide it, Lyra. I'm just incredulous he got engaged to you when he has such a serious

illness."

Lyra instantly got serious and slapped the table, "What else do you know? What serious illness does he

have?"

Anthony smiled wryly, "I know all about him. I guess not many people know these things except me."

"In exchange for these secrets, what are your terms?" Lyra quickly calmed down. She was clear about

that.

Anthony applauded, "You're still so smart and likable. It's really no trouble to talk to you at all."

The disgust in Lyra's eyes was not hidden at all, "I don't want to hear this nonsense. Just say it!"

Anthony smiled wickedly. His blue eyes were deep and dark. His dry lips were close to the microphone

and he said in a very small voice.

"Get Collin to bail me out. Break off the engagement with Malcolm, and marry me."

Lyra listened with a frown.

"I have no problem getting Collin to bail you out. Except this, you don't even think about it."

Anthony's eyes dropped and he was a little hurtful, "It seems you have fallen in love with him? Don't

worry. I just need a shelter. After my accident, the Callahan family is all in the hands of Shane. He

wants to abandon me for power and reputation. If I go out, I need the Lloyd family to cover me and let

me rise again."

Lyra was unmoved and her face was cold, "You think the cancellation of the engagement is too easy? I

can't make that decision."

"Lyra, don't joke with me. You are the treasure of the Lloyd family. Breaking off the engagement will just

cause a little loss of money. As long as you really want to do it, I believe Collin must be willing to it for

you."

Lyra's red lips pursed and she stopped talking.

Anthony continued, "Besides, aren't you curious about the secrets he has? I guarantee you'll want to

hear it. Break off, bail me out, and marry me. Just three conditions. Not a single one can be omitted."

Lyra lowered her head and was silent for a long time.

Her palm was clenched so tightly that the blue veins were clearly visible under her fair and light skin.

"Well, have you thought about it?"

"Yes."

She lifted her eyes and looked at Anthony again, and her starry eyes were firm, "I hate to be

constrained by others! I can't back out of my marriage for you!"

Anthony hurt Malcolm in Frayton. Malcolm should be very sad if he knew that she withdrew from the

marriage in order to marry Anthony, right?

Malcolm had given so much to her that she didn't want to let him down, and she didn't want him to

misunderstand her.

The smile on Anthony's face faded.

He was stunned for a few moments, as if he didn't expect Lyra to refuse so decisively.

"It seems I can't get along with you, goodbye!"

Lyra put down the phone, got up and left without looking back.

Anthony's eyes were full of shock and he was gradually going crazy.

He stood up and banged on the soundproof glass furiously. His handcuffs were clicking loudly.

"Lyra Lloyd! Come back! Don't you want to know what's wrong with him? He's not going to live long!

He's going to die for sure. Are you worth it for a short-lived man!? I'm the best man for you to marry!"

The guards quickly mobilized and quickly subdued the frantic Anthony.

Anthony's head was pinned to the ground with a sudden burst of maniacal laughter, "Lyra Lloyd! You'll

come back to me sooner or later! You can only be mine for the rest of your life!"

In the visiting room, the man's eerie and crazy laughter echoed until the guards hit him in the waist with

an electric baton, and the strong current made him twitch and finally faint completely.

The glass was so soundproof that Lyra didn't hear him so she never turned around.

She sighed softly. Another clue to Malcolm's physical condition broken.

Perhaps, she can only try one last way again!

Afternoon, White Corp.

There was a regular monthly board meeting today, and Malcolm had been in the conference room for

half an hour.

Chad was ordered to pick up an important document and was about to return to the conference room

when he was stopped in the hallway by a slender figure.

Seeing that it was Lyra, his heart thumped, "Miss Lyra, what can I help you? Uh ... you may have to

wait more if you are looking for Mr. Malcolm. He is still in a meeting. You will excuse me first."

He lowered his head and bowed for several times, trying to go around Lyra from the right. Lyra, who

was in high heels, stepped to the right to intercept him. Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

"Chad, this is the last time I'm coming to you over this. If you still won't reveal half a word, I won't come

back and interfere with your work."

"I really don't know anything. Just let me go!"

Chad bowed his head even lower, turned his head and walked away, making a detour to the

conference room.

Lyra looked at his back and spoke coldly, "I went to see Anthony today. He said he knew, but he had a

condition. I have to marry him before he would tell me."

Chad's steps were stopped, but he didn't turn around.

Lyra saw his reaction, and continued: "Chad, many misunderstandings between Malcolm and I were

helped by you to solve. You are watching how he and I are there step by step. If you don't say, I can

only agree to Anthony. This is the result you want to see?"

Chad struggled inwardly, clutching the information tightly, "He gave me a gag order. This is a

disciplinary issue of the organization. I dare not ..."

"Don't worry. I'll help you, and I won't let him know it's you who say that."

Lyra stepped forward and softened her tone, "He's sick. It's too hard to suffer alone so you're only

helping him by telling me."

Chad faltered, "... you come with me."

Lyra followed him and walked into his office.

Chad locked the door behind him and asked her in a whisper, "Do you remember the acid incident you

encountered at the bar more than half a year ago?"