The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin)

Chapter 190 Confinement. If not, get out

This contentious gaze continued for several minutes.

Lyra was caught in the middle and looked the two men over separately.

Melvin, who was free from the effect of 023, seemed to be slightly more aggressive than Anthony, and

his eyes were colder and more hostile.

She was a bit speechless.

They just met. She didn’t know what would happen next.

She coughed heavily to divert the attention of the two.

And she gestured Anthony to look to the dining room, and said in a soft voice, "Anthony look, the

dishes are ready. I also prepared two bottles of good red wine. We have not dunk for a long time. Let's

get hammered."

"Great."

Anthony withdrew his gaze from the competition with Melvin and looked at Lyra with tenderness,

walking with her to the dining room and taking a seat.

"You’re so good. These dishes smell so good. I wasn't too hungry, but now I have a great appetite."

"As long as you like it."

Melvin remained standing in the stairs, watching their interaction.

Even though Lyra had told him in advance of the evening's plan, he always had a pain in his heart after

seeing her smiling so happily in front of Anthony and calling him sweetly.

When will he have this kind of treatment?

The two in the dining room were talking and laughing, and no one even bothered to notice his face.

At the table, Lyra pursed her lips and smiled, and took the initiative to get the wine that was already

awake on the table, to pour a glass of it for Anthony.

Anthony reached out and refused, "Since you have a servant here, he should play his part. Why work

hard?"

Lyra's face froze and she quickly regained her smile.

She put down the wine and looked in the direction of the stairs.

"Melvin, come here."

Anthony was smug, sitting with a straight back. He seemed to have this habit for many years. He

squinted his eyes, waiting for Melvin to come over to serve them wine.

Seeing that Melvin did come this way, he looked at Lyra's face and sounded slightly startled: "Lyra,

there seems to be something dirty on your face. Let me wipe it for you."

Lyra sat unmoving.

Anthony looked affectionate, and those big palms reached tenderly for Lyra's face.

Without waiting to touch it, his wrist was tightly clutched by another pair of large palms.

Melvin face was grim, and he squeezed out a few words from his teeth, "Master Callahan, pay attention

to your behavior. You should not touch her."

Anthony raised his eyes to meet his and sneered, "It's not your turn to tell me what I want to do."

The more he said, the heavier Anthony's tone became and the more he was about to shake off his

hand in disgust.

Melvin's hand tightened, and when he looked at him, his eyes were very hostile.

Anthony tried to break free twice and was a little annoyed when he couldn't.

"Lyra, this is how he treats his master's family? How arrogant! This kind of poorly bred dog should be

shot!"

Lyra was about to speak when Melvin snorted coldly, "My master is only Lyra. Who are you?"

The two men's eyes met again.

The atmosphere was grim.

Lyra held her forehead and sighed.

As long as Melvin was there, wherever she went she can always watch a battle between men.

She coughed heavily again, and her beautiful eyes glared warningly at Melvin.

"That's enough. Let go."

With this command, Melvin obediently let go.

But he stood between the two, standing still, like a moving camera watching Anthony if he had any

excessive movements.

Anthony took out the tissues he carried with him and wiped his sleeves elegantly before speaking with

slight displeasure.

"Lyra, I don't think this meal is going to be good tonight as long as someone is around."

Lyra understood what he meant and looked at Melvin with serious eyes, "Master Callahan is my guest.

You offended him as soon as he arrived. You want to make me angry, don't you? It seems that I have

spoiled you too much in the past, so you have forgotten who is the master."

She looked out of the villa and her voice rose two notches, "Fifteen and Seventeen come in!"

Fifteen and Seventeen both walked into the living room quickly and stood up.

Her face was indifferent, and she didn't even look at Melvin, "Put him in the basement. let him reflect on

his behavior. Don't let him out without my order."

Fifteen and Seventeen looked at each other in speechless despair and did not move.

Melvin wrinkled his eyebrows. His face was cold, which seemed that he was hurt, "You punished me for

him?"

Lyra then looked at him with an icy smile on her red lips.

"What else? Anthony and I are friends since we were young. I've admired him since I was a kid. I had

resentment towards him before, but now I've figured it out. Let bygones be bygones. I still have him in

my heart after all."

"As for you, I gave you the opportunity to cancel your employment agreement, but you are the one who

is stubbornly refusing to leave. Do you really think you have a place in my eyes?"

Her words were like knives, sharp and merciless, poking hard at the tip of his heart.

It hurt so much that he had some difficulty breathing.

Knowing her plan, when hearing her say these hurtful words, he still felt his heart ache and aggrieved.

He knew that Lyra didn't have him in her heart anymore.

So, she was deliberately using Anthony to tell him the truth under false pretenses?

His eyes were slightly red. His low voice sounded a little choked, "I know I did a lot of things wrong

before, but what I'm doing to you now, aren’t you moved a little bit?"

Lyra didn't say anything, because she noticed from his eyes that he was vulnerable and hurt.

She was suddenly startled.

This guy was really an Oscar-level actor!

Teardrops just came in time.

For his seriously crying look, even she was stunned for two seconds and did not respond.

She withdrew her gaze. Her face was still cold and expressionless.

"Originally, because of your injury for me, I have been tolerating you, but you have become more

aggressive, and offended Anthony. I can not forgive you! Fifteen and Seventeen! Take him down to the

basement now!"

Their lady had spoken for the second time.Fifteen and Seventeen went forward to take Melvin.

They were refused by Melvin who was yelling, "Receiving punishment is impossible. Don't you just

want me to leave, fine! I'll go!"

He turned around and stepped out of the villa without looking back. And hi slightly red eyes were full of

hostility.

Fifteen and Seventeen look confused, "Miss ... this?"

"Tell him to get lost."

"Yes."

Fifteen and the two of them left with good sense, leaving Lyra and Anthony alone.

The annoying person finally left. Anthony took the initiative to bring the red wine on the table and

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"Lyra, I'm really happy that you're defending me like this."

When looking at him, Lyra restrained the coldness when she just quarreled with Melvin, and she smiled

warmly.

"Of course, how can he compare with you? After all, the person I value most in my heart is you. Let's

forget all the unpleasantness just now and have a toast."

The two glasses clinked crisply.

After that, Lyra did not hesitate and tilted her head to drank it all.

Anthony gently sniffed the wine and just shook the glass but did not drink it.

He looked to the dark red wine in the glass in his hand and smiled.

"I remember the last time I played assembly game at the bar. Lyra, you liked him a lot and was so close

to him. I was so sad that day."

He paused and his tone became more and more serious, "This time he was hurt for you. You should

spoil him even more but you took advantage of me tonight to piss him off, why?"

Lyra's beautiful eyes were slightly stunned.

Anthony stared at her and the smile under his eyes increased, "You guys aren't acting for me on

purpose, are you?"