The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin)

Chapter 262 You take the impasse yourself

The "old lady" turned her head and saw a pair of cold eyes.

"You, it's you ..." Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

Lyra's red lips sneered, "Gloria, I didn't expect you to be so dirty-minded now!"

When saying this, her eyes were fierce, and her hands twisted heavily Gloria's delicate wrist with the

dexterity of jujitsu and Gloria's hand fractured on the spot.

"Ah! My hand!"

Gloria's features twisted in pain, and the knife in her hand fell to the ground.

Lyra lifted her heels and kicked her hard in the thigh.

Gloria fell to the ground and crawled to the ground without getting up.

The staff, agents and assistants next to her were stunned.

"Why are you still standing there!? Why don't you take Melissa to get her eyes cleaned!" Lyra yelled.

"Yes, yes."

The assistant quickly got a dry towel, wrapped the wet Melissa and took her to the bathroom.

Gloria was so upset to see her plan fail completely.

This opportunity was the last of her savings before she was able to buy Melissa's trip to shoot in Bana.

She screamed at the top of her lungs, pointing at Lyra and yelling hysterically, "Why did you save her? I

was ridiculed on the Internet, forced to quit Butterfly Girls, and facing a $10 million contract breach. She

did it all! She deserves to die!"

Lyra gave a dismissive grunt, with a sarcastic smile.

"I had your naked photos sent. I issued the order to let you quit the group. I am the one who got you

into this now. I am standing in front of you now. Come and kill me."

Gloria was dumbfounded by her comment and froze for a moment before reacting, gritting her teeth

and glaring at her as she stumbled over and switched hand to reach for the knife on the floor.

"I'm going to kill you!!"

Her hand just gripped the hilt of the knife, but the blade was stepped on by Lyra's high heels and she

couldn't hold it up.

"Gloria, you asked for it. If you can be an idol and devote yourself to work, you can still have a bright

future."

Her eyes were red and tears instantly fell down to her cheeks.

Lyra continued: "But you didn't choose a right path, but take the dead end. You took the lead in

isolating Melissa. You knew Melissa and Corey was in love, but you deliberately intervened as a

mistress. You think Corey will help you when you have an accident?"

"He can't even protect himself. How can he care about you? You two scums both have the same black

heart!"

Gloria was about to collapse, yelling at the top of her lungs.

"No! It's not! It's all Melissa's fault. We're all members of the group. Why should she have the

opportunity to take on a separate scene. Why should she have a solo interview at an event! It's not

fair!"

Lyra had little expression, "Melissa is positioned as an S-class artist by the group. You signed a

different contract with her. From the beginning you're destined to take a different path. It's you! You

don't know your real position!"

Gloria sat on the floor, full of despair. She still said those words, "No, it's not my fault, not ..."

Lyra withdrew her cold eyes and looked around at the others, "Everyone just heard her. She attempted

to commit murder with a knife, not only to kill Melissa, but also to kill me. Someone help make a call to

police. Hurry up and let the police take her away. Don't dirty the air of Bana Tower."

"I'll do it! I'll call!"

A staff immediately echoed.

Gloria was viciously stunned and instantly reacted.

She was pitted by Lyra.

If she had only attempted to kill Melissa, she would have been in jail for four or five years at most, but if

she was charged with attempting to kill Lyra, she would have had a hard time in the future!

Collin was Lyra's brother and Malcolm was Lyra's fiancé.

With this crime, if she went to jail, these two men would not let her go easily!

"Ms. Lloyd, I was wrong. I really know I was wrong. Please give me a chance to correct myself. Don't

send me to jail! Please!"

She crawled to Lyra's feet, begged bitterly, and reached out to grab the hem of Lyra's skirt, which Lyra

dodged coldly and arrogantly.

Lyra looked at her in a condescending manner, with a very cold look in her eyes.

Melissa had already cleaned the dirty water off her body, changed into a clean dress and came out of

the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel.

Lyra was relieved to see that she was okay and said, "You shouldn't apologize to me. You should

apologize to Melissa. If she's willing to forgive you, I can consider letting you off the hook."

With renewed hope, Gloria crawled on her knees to Melissa's feet.

"Melissa, I was wrong! I shouldn't have deliberately targeted you. I shouldn't have ruined your

relationship with Corey. You can hit me and scold me. Just please don't let Ms. Lloyd send me to jail. I

really know I'm wrong. For the sake I'm your former teammates, please!"

Melissa clutched her palms together.

She suddenly remembered when Corey and Gloria were caught in bed by her, Gloria was arrogant and

smug at that time.

How dared she beg her for a chance after doing such an outrageous thing?

However, she looked at Gloria's wretched and miserable appearance, and cried so loudly that she did

not speak for a long time.

Lyra saw that she seemed a little shaken and reminded her implicitly, "Melissa, if I hadn't stopped her

just now, she would have killed you by now. Do you believe she would be sincere in correcting her

mistakes. Are you really willing to forgive her?"

The hesitation in Melissa's eyes instantly became firm, "No, I will never forgive! Gloria, you're an adult.

You should think clearly about the consequences before you did it. Since you did it, you have to be

responsible for your actions!"

"No! No Melissa, help me!"

Gloria was very desperate. She didn't want to go to jail with the two charges!

She'll be tortured to death if she went in there!

But this time, Melissa's heart did not waver and silently watched Gloria being taken away by the police.

Lyra approached her and smiled gratefully, "It's good to see how much you've grown so much!"

Melissa clutched Lyra's palm with great emotion.

Although the event had delayed the shooting progress, the good news was that Melissa quickly

recovered the state, and the shooting was quick.

When Lyra returned to the villa in the evening, Malcolm was already at home.

His slender legs were crossed and he was sitting on the sofa watching TV. His demeanor was still

reserved.

Lyra was a little surprised, "Off work so early today? You're not busy?"

"Right."

Malcolm just came back early on purpose, "Rara, I have an urgent assignment with the National

Investigation Bureau tomorrow night. I have to make a trip to the border."

"Tomorrow night?" Lyra sat down next to him, "Leaving so soon? When will you be back?"

"It will take at least three or five days."

Lyra lowered her eyes, being thoughtful, "Well, I had a hospital appointment the day after tomorrow. I

was thinking of going with you."

Malcolm took her into his arms and looked carefully at her to see if she was hurt, "Why did you have to

go to the hospital? Are you feeling unwell?"

"No."

Thinking of the old Mr. White's words today, Lyra smiled awkwardly.

"When I went out during the day, I met Rudolph. He seems ... eager to have his grandchild. To be

honest, I'm quite surprised we have done it so many times, how come I am not pregnant?"

Malcolm followed her gaze, looking at her stomach. His dark eyes deepened and narrowed, without

speaking.

He and Lyra had failed to conceive a child so many times.

It was because ...

Something was wrong with his body.