Hanging up the phone, Melvin instructed Chad and the others to return to their positions and wait for orders, while he quickly rushed to the Freeman group.It was already the end of the day, so there were not many people in the company. He went all the way unhindered, directly up to the top floor of the president's office. When he opened the door, the entire room's decoration was almost completely changed.Unlike the black and white style he liked in the past, the sofa was green and the tablecloth of the coffee table was also green.He hated the color and subconsciously frowned.And in front of the desk, there was a slender figure sitting with its back to him."Mr. Freeman, long time no see!"Seemingly hearing him push in, the woman swiveled her chair and looked at him with a beaming smile."Surprised to see me sitting in your seat? Surprised?"Melvin pursed his thin lips and stared at the woman in front of him for a moment.He hadn't seen her for half a month. And her face seemed to
Melvin gave a sarcastic laugh.This was a so-called right to choose. In fact, there was no choice.Because of the long hours of standing, the wound on his waist opened up and blood gurgled out of it, making him dizzy with pain.The innermost white shirt was stained and stuck uncomfortably to the wound.Luckily, with the black blazer covering it, Lyra didn't even notice.He compressed his thin lips and tried to smooth out his breathing so that no one could see the difference.Okay, it was only one year. He can afford it!He picked up the syringe, pulled his shirt sleeves up, aimed it at his arm, and injected it in hard as if he was venting. Lyra watched without saying a word and frowned when she saw him pushing very hard as if he was abusing himself. She heard that this would be very painful when injected, and she would like to see how long he can be proud.But in a few seconds, the drug directly went into his arm.Snap --It was the sound of a syringe falling to the floor.Melvin pres
So this was all she had done in three years? Melvin was speechless for a moment. He knew that Fiona was mean to her daughter-in-law. Did she deliberately quit all the maids and give her all the housework to do alone? At that time, every time he came home from work, he saw that the house was clean and the food was well served. No one never cared about the details. Because the old Freeman forced him to marry Lyra, he always subconsciously chose to ignore her existence, and when his mood was not good, he would even be sarcastic ... Lyra saw that he was lost in thought and waved her hand in front of his eyes before continuing. "But you'd better be prepared to use one year mortgage three years, and you'll have to do twice as much." Melvin shook his head and sneered. She really can't afford to lose anything. Lyra walked ahead, did not pay attention to his expression, remembered something, and said, "Oh yes, I forgot to buy a washing machine. So you have to hand wash and dry my clot
If he refused any further, it was obvious that he would be suspected.Melvin went to the kitchen with a cold face and brought out a new set of tableware.Under Lyra's stare, he picked up a green vegetable, stuffed it into his mouth without hesitation. He chewed it twice with no expression, and then swallowed it.The whole set of movements flowed smoothly.Melvin: "It's just a very common green vegetable taste. Do you try it?"Lyra held her chin in one hand, pointed at the dish with the other, "Take this plate and eat it all."Melvin's face changed slightly, then he smiled, "You said that you are the master here. This is made for you. How can I eat it?"Lyra didn't bother to talk to him, "If you don't eat I'll go call the bodyguards in and give you a hand.""You!"Melvin's dark eyes narrowed and he didn't shy away from staring at her, "Are you trying to overpower me with your power?"She didn't deny it."That's right. When dealing with the disobedient little manservant, of course I hav
You're not allowed to leave here."She was brief and to the point, and was about to close the door."Wait, hiss..."Melvin subconsciously reached for the door. The pain made him have cold sweats on his forehead.Lyra was also stunned, "Are you a pig? Blocking with your hands?"How much did it hurt?Melvin covered the right hand that was caught with grievance, "My hand is injured, and you can not let me finish? Although we signed the agreement, I should also have human rights. You can not deprive, so you do not feel..."Lyra interrupted him, "Tell me.""I want to go back to Cloud View Villa."He answered without hesitation, and his brow furrowed slightly.However, because of the injection of special drugs that caused weakness, his complexion was always paler than before. There was always a sickly feeling, but the expression had a fragile sense of beauty.He was taller than Lyra. Although there was no sense of oppression, he was more like a big wolf in sheep's clothing.Originally, Lyra
Lyra was silent for a few seconds before she said, "Okay, I get it."Wesley, the old fox, wasn't he out of Frayton by Ashley?He came back so fast.She thought and subconsciously looked at the man who was still scrubbing the floor.Men with broad shoulders and narrow waists, white shirts with black pants. Unexpectedly, it was harmonious.From Mr. Freeman to a manservant, he adapted quickly. It was so quick that Lyra wondered if he'd been through something similar before. Or had the experience of training?Despite doing a very humiliating thing, his whole body still exuded an air of reserve, as if the nobility was engraved into the bones.And Lyra found that, because he was very tall, when he wiped the floor he can only curl his legs and kneels. Only a short time, he seemed to start sweating again, and there was blood on his blood. It seemed like this position ... he was not only tired, but also very painful?His waist...Lyra stepped forward, and her was tone light, "Don't wipe. You c
After Wesley finished in front of Lyra, he sighed deeply and walked out of the president's office with his hands behind his back. He was exasperated and without looking back. When he was completely out of the Freeman group, he changed his face from a sad frown to a relaxed and happy smile.Meanwhile in the office.Lyra turned her head to Melvin and saw that the corners of his mouth were slightly puffy and the thumbprint on the left side of his face was clearly visible.His handsome face that can be viewed every day, was beaten like this by Wesley.Sooner or later, she'll have to kill that old fox!"Does it hurt?"She cupped his chin and observed his injuries.Melvin had no expression and did not answer. His face was as calm as if he was not the one being beaten.Lyra saw him and got angry, viciously pinching the flesh on the left side of his face.Melvin tightened his eyebrows and averted his face in pain, trying to avoid her clutches.Finally his expression was different. She thought
Lyra's information about her 15-year-old was only one word "orphanage", but two big families' powerful young masters in Suham even said they had known her since childhood... Was she also from one of the big families in Suham?Then why did she end up in Frayton's orphanage, and happen to save old Freeman?Then she married him, and suddenly took the initiative to divorce, while robbing the Freeman group and the Freeman Manor when he was absent, and even letting Collin's people kill him ... Could everything have been premeditated from the beginning?If that was true, was she acting when she supposedly asked him to pay back the debt?Paying back her three years of youth debt was to clear her name and evoke his guilt?Melvin's dark eyes were serious, and the suspicion in his heart grew deeper.While he was thinking about it, the car arrived at the entrance of the Freeman Manor before he knew it.Melvin wanted to go in by himself and turned his head to the two bodyguards, "You guys just wai
Malcolm's mind was blank.Mel?He never thought that the word would come out of Lyra's mouth. Was she shouting at him when he was Melvin?Did this prove that she actually still had at least a touch of affection for him?His heart was in turmoil. After vacillating for a while, he finally decided to muster the courage to speak."Lyra, I actually ..."Not waiting for him to finish, Lyra, who was sleeping on the bed and whose face was red, indignantly grabbed his cuffs."Melvin! If you dare to lie to me again, I'll see your corpse! I'll dig your grave! I'll dig out your coffin and flog your corpse for 300 times!"So cruel...The words that he just wanted to say were instantly choked back.Being dejected, he sat on the edge of the bed, contemplating.Lyra didn't love him anymore, and he knew it all along.As her ex-husband, his only role seemed to be a tool used by her for blame-shifting.If Lyra knew that he had made a huge lie, she would abhor him and never give him another chance, right
Malcolm held his breath and turned his eyes back gently.Lyra was sitting on a sofa by the window, with her back to him, sipping wine.He clenched his palms so tightly that they were sweating. He was thinking. Could she possibly be drunk again?Will she be as gentle with him again as it was the other night?"I don't think I know Mr. Malcolm, but you have actually tried to get engaged to me. About this, don't you think you should give me an explanation?"Malcolm was twisting the door's handle and felt desperate.Because Lyra spoke clearly and smoothly and her breath was steady, it was estimated she was not drunk yet!Then wouldn't he be finished tonight?But he hasn't figured out how to face her ...He quickly walked towards the window and tried to jump out of it and run away.Lyra's careless voice came, "Rudolph ordered in advance to lock the window. I heard it is still bulletproof glass. You can't break it. Just talk. Are you afraid of what?" This time, he can't run away and can't av
Lyra was full of doubts.While she was lost in thought, the old Mr. White was still saying, "... Malcolm the boy is really taken with you, but Lyra you've been back for a few days. Have you two met? What was your first impression of him?""No yet, Rudolph."Lyra took advantage of the situation, "I've been asking someone to ask Mr. Malcolm to meet me for the past few days, but he seems to be intentionally avoiding me, so I haven't seen him."The old Mr. White's expression grew grave, "I can't believe this is happening!"He beckoned Charles, his butler, and ordered in a deep voice, "Get Malcolm over here."Yes."Lyra was smiling and chatting with the old Mr. White.Ten minutes later, Charles came in."Master, he doesn't come tonight. He said he went on a mission.""Which mission in the past two days is so urgent? It's worth him leaving his fiancée's welcoming party behind? This brat!"The old Mr. White stomped with the cane. With Lyra here, he can not scold him too much but reassured he
Violet the shit!He would never do anything to force Lyra unless she volunteered.And, it was Lyra who was violet last night!!!Malcolm was beaten up last night, and now his back was still hurting, so he can't be the only one who was miserable.He coldly glanced at Chad, "just the words. One word. Deduct a month's salary. You count yourself.""Huh?!"Jesus! Chad's expression can not be more bitter.That sentence just now was so long, so wouldn't he have to work for a year for nothing?His boss was ruthless and unreasonable!He was drowning in grief and froze in place.Malcolm had a wicked smile, turning his head to leave. Although the back and neck were painful, he still walked as fast as he could, glowing. He seemed to be in a very good mood.Chad chased after him while wailing, "Boss, I'm taking trash! Give me a chance to make up for my mistake!"...Lyra hadn't slept soundly for a long time.She slept until 9:30 when she was awakened by the ringing of the phone."Baby, for last nig
Malcolm was kicked so hard in the side of his back by her foot that he cramped up in pain.He covered the side of his waist. Before he could endure the sharp pain in his back, Lyra moved quickly, took a decorative vase on the bedside table, and tried to smash it on his head.Malcolm hastily clutched his head and arched his back.He did not fight back, did not dodge and let her beat him.The vase Lyra was holding hit him on the back three times in a row.Because she was dizzy, the force of her hands was not great.But the hard vase smashed into the backbone and it still hurt.Malcolm was going to have a psychological disorder.He was depressed thinking that in the future, he would never put anything on his bedside table that could be used as a murder weapon!After a few smashes, as if she was not relieved, Lyra knocked the vase onto the corner of the table. And the vase was shattered with pieces. Then she picked a sharp shred and swung it viciously at him. "Lyra!"Malcolm had to duck f
Garrett was wronged, but was upset when confronted with Malcolm's questioning and forcibly snatching her away from him."You're suspecting me of drugging? I, Garrett do not care to do this kind of dirty things. It's Lyra, she is in a bad mood. I accompany her drink only. She is drunk. I have to take her back to rest." He stepped forward to snatch Lyra back, but Malcolm sidestepped, holding Lyra tightly in his arms."Don't bother. I'll take care of her."Garrett looked gradually serious, "From what you said, you like Lyra too?""Right."Garrett was annoyed.It was hard to get rid of Melvin, and now there was Malcolm in the way."You hug her like this. It's not good. Lyra is only back to Suham recently. She seems to be not familiar with you, but I am with her from childhood. You'd better give her to me."He was about to go for a hard grab when Chad stopped him, "Mr. Frazier, behave yourself. Miss Lyra is engaged to Mr. Malcolm. It makes sense for him to take care of Miss Lyra." "Engaged
The Vincent family panicked at the same time."Reginald, I'm your brother. I've been following the rules for decades. I've only done wrong this once. You can't be so cruel. You can't throw my family out!"The three of them simultaneously fell at Reginald's feet and begged for mercy with tears in their eyes.The one side was his own brother, and the other was his daughter. Reginald grimaced and looked at Lyra."Baby, what do you think they should be punished?"Lyra barely thought about it, "By the rules."Joanna stood up and glared at her, "Lyra! You're so cruel! You're standing here unharmed. Why do you have to be so cold-blooded to your relatives!" Lyra's expression went cold almost instantly.The reason she was now unharmed was because a man helped her with the pain.They deserved more for hurting him!When she looked at Joanna, her eyes were icily cold, "If I am the one caught murdering my relatives today, will you let me go?"Joanna and Caden looked at each other and replied in un
Hanging up the phone, she ordered about the decoration stuff and went back to Lloyd's Parlor.But she parked her car halfway up the hill, where Keith had previously given her the spare key to his villa.She went inside to get some things before heading to the hall at a leisurely pace.Just after arriving at the hall, she was even a few meters away from the entrance and heard the cries of Vincent's daughter-in-law Joanna Palmer. "Reginald! As you can see, Vincent's face has been ruined by Lyra. You can't be partial to her this time!"Their son, Caden, was also indignant: "Reginald, Lyra has gone too far this time.Reginald sat in his wheelchair and was silent amid the accusations of the Vincent family.Douglas sighed, looking like he wanted to say something but couldn't.Reginald noticed and asked, "What do you think?""I don't dare.""It's okay. I'm here. Don't worry."Douglas thought about it, "I think we can't just listen to their words on this matter. Since Vincent accused Miss, he
Lyra thought this was a very pertinent statement.In the White family where the traditional thinking dominated, Malcolm was now in charge. Naturally they believed in these divination things.With a sincere face, she waited quietly for Malcolm to answer.Malcolm, behind the back of the chair, wiped the spilled coffee stains from his thin lips, and his whole body regained its noble and distinguished aura."Miss Lloyd, in fact, the witch told me my fortune too. She said that I have a strong body and I am tough. And I'll conquer those women who hurt their future husbands. You and I are really a perfect match." Lyra was speechless for a moment. She was smiling, but in reality, her heart was already rising with anger.She gritted her teeth and her voice was delicate, "That's quite a coincidence!"Malcolm lowered his head, but put down the cup of coffee, but did not dare to drink again.Lyra did not want to leave without accomplishing anything, and continued to make more and more nonsense."