The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin)

Chapter 187 He's afraid there won't be a next time

Discount?

So, he was kind of begging for mercy?

Lyra pursed her lips and laughed lightly. He just accepted the punishment and was quite tough. Now he

was frightened. She thought he was not afraid of pain.

Without speaking, she went to unbuckle the belt.

Melvin tried to hide, but his arms were pressed by her. Finally he could only bury his face in the

comforter again, feeling disheartened.

It looked like she didn't agree to a lighter penalty ...

Just now he used all his strength to fight the pain of removing the rotting flesh in the wound, and now

his body was weak and feeble.

If he was really whipped by Twelve in the garden for two hundred times, he would faint, right?

If he fainted, Lyra would certainly notice that something was wrong, and may also take the opportunity

to check his injury. It had been three days, and the injury of sulfuric acid was clearly different from his

injury on his back. Lyra was sagacious. It can not be hidden certainly.

As he was thinking, Lyra had already unbuckled his belt for him.

She stood by the edge of the bed, cocking her head to observe his reaction, "Let’s go?"

Melvin didn't move.

Lyra didn't expect him to move and turned around to close the window.

Melvin thought she was going out of the room, clutched her wrist and said in a soft tone, "Lyra,

although my body has recovered, the back injury still hurts. I do not have the strength ..." This

punishment was too heavy. He might not withstand this.

He took a deep breath and continued, "If I can't get a discount, can you ... do it later?"

The implication was that he would receive it after he was healed.

Lyra only wanted to tease him, not to punish him.

His wound was still bleeding on his back, not to mention the fact that he was injured because of her.

Although she had given him the antidote to the 023 and returned the favor, she wasn't so unreasonable

as to punish a sick man.

She sat down again on the edge of Melvin's bed and asked him in a serious manner.

"Then tell me honestly why you've been in such a bad state for the past two days? The 023 drug can

only exacerbate the pain of burns and doesn't have much effect on your body.What else are you hiding

from me?"

Melvin thought for a moment and sat up slowly. He slightly bowed his ink-black eyes, not looking at her.

"I caught a cold the day the acid was thrown on me. I did the cleaning at the villa for a whole day. That

is why I was always weak and feeble for the past two days. I have nothing to hide from you."

Lyra followed his logic, so it seemed to make sense.

When he was weak, he suffered the acid burn. After using the antidote, the strength recovered a lot.

It did make sense.

"I'll believe you this time. And I'll keep this in mind. Next time, if you dare to cheat me again, I’ll double

the punishment."

Melvin lowered his head and gave a soft "hmm".

He has the last seven days. He was afraid ...

There was no next time.

Lyra, not knowing what was in his mind, got up and walked to the window. She closed it and said, "I

have some business to take care of in the next two days. You stay at home and don't go out."

"Yes."

"Have a rest."

Lyra turned and left his room. Then she closed the door and went straight downstairs to the living room.

Eleven and the others were placed on the sofa. They had woken up. Because of the great amount of

anesthesia, they were still a little dizzy.

Lyra walked across to them, looked at them and asked Fifteen who looked relatively the most sober.

"Fifteen, who did you see before you fainted?"

Fifteen recalled carefully, "Chad."

It was really Chad. It seemed that Melvin did not lie about this.

However, she noticed Fifteen's choice of words, "You call him by his first name. You guys have gotten Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

along very well with Melvin's men lately."

"Miss, I...we ..."

Fifteen looked terrified, but could not explain.

Lyra's face was cold and she wasn't going to listen to his chicanery.

"As my bodyguard, you let outsiders in. And you are careless enough to be drugged. It's a shame. I’ll

deduct your two months' pay and a year-end bonus. If it happens again, piss off."

The three who sobered up wanted to cry.

It was getting late, and since she hadn't eaten dinner, Lyra ordered some take-out and went back to her

room to rest afterwards.

Tomorrow, she had something very important to do.

That evening, bad news about the Harrington Group was suddenly exposed to the Internet in large

numbers, and because of the overly outrageous content, it soon caused an uproar online.

The Harringtons didn't know about it until the next morning.

So all the people in Harrington Manor was flabbergasted that morning.

Ashley read the news online about the Harrington Group's construction site. Due to construction failure,

a number of workers was smashed to death but the Harrington family used its connection to prevent it

from spreading. Because the compensation was very high, Elizabeth then arranged some people to go

to the victims' homes for death threats.

However, it had been so long but it was spread online again suddenly last night.

Ashley's injuries were almost healed, and she ran upstairs to find Elizabeth with indignation.

As she just walked to the door of the room, she heard the loud and crisp slap sound from inside.

This was followed by Elizabeth's roar.

"You’re the son-in-law of the Harrington family. I've treated you well, haven't I? You've been using the

Harrington family's money and cheating on me! You mistress is even pregnant with a child!"

"That’s why you've been making excuses to stay away from home so often lately. You go to take care

of your mistress! If you hadn't been caught by the media, you'd be planning to keep me in the dark,

right?"

Warren covered his face, which was very unconvinced, "You're not mean to me? You rely on the

Harrington family's money so you treat me badly. You family doesn’t like me. None of them look up to

me. You even got the nerve to say you treat me well?"

Elizabeth was furious, "You! Even if you have a grudge against the Harrington family, that's no excuse

for cheating on your wife! I want a divorce from you! I want you out of the house!"

"Fine, I’ll leave, but it's impossible to get out of the house. I'm wrong and you're no better! You think I

don't know you and your first love are still in contact. how far have you gone? Have you slept?"

Elizabeth's face changed, "So what!? You are the first to keep a mistress. You got the reason? I'll kill

you!"

The room was soon filled with the sound of crackling and dropping things, mixed with the screams of

women and slapping, which was very noisy.

Ashley was standing right outside the door, listening clearly and crying and breaking down, but not

going in to stop it.

For years she thought she had a happy family with harmonious parents, thinking that she the

Harrington family was a socially recognized third-best family.

She never thought that the truth was that her father had a mistress who was pregnant with a child. And

her mother and her first lover were still in contact ...

Now even the bad news about Harrington Group was in full swing and the stock had fallen wildly

overnight with heavy losses.

The Harrington family was going down, wasn't it?

She was collapsed and sat on the ground. And she was not resigned to accept this.

Lyra that bitch was already very arrogant. If the Harrington family crumbled, that bitch may still want to

torture her in the future.

No! She can't just sit there and wait for death!

She took out her phone with shaking hands and was about to call the man who helped her fix Lyra

earlier.

There was a sudden rattling in the hall.

Ashley, who sat on the second floor’s corridor, craned her head to look down.

It was Lyra.

She was sitting in the main seat of the sofa in the hall, looking cold and arrogant. Her face was still

exquisite and beautiful.

Ashley looked over at her as she was lifting her chin slightly. Her red lips looked extremely haughty,

"Miss Harrington, how do you like my gift to your family? I have another gift for you. Can you come and

see?"