The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 145

"Ah! This is ..."

It was a woman in the sack. She was unconscious, and her hair was disheveled, covering her face. And she smelled of acid.

Her arms and legs were full of bruises and marks. She should have been suffered abuse previously?

Ashley looked up at the man with a dumbfounded look.

The man didn't say anything and just laughed.

But that laughter meant a lot.

She covered her mouth and nose, resisted the urge to vomit. Then she lifted the woman's disheveled hair.

"Is this ... Charlotte?"

Didn't she get sent to jail by Lyra?

Ashley heard that she was sentenced to ten years. How came they got her out so quickly?

"She was broken off the engagement with the Freeman family and cut off from the Matthews family. She's nothing but a waste now. Can she be useful?"

The man still had a smile, "Soon you'll know."

Melvin was recuperating over the past few days and Lyra was busy at the office.

The two people lived in the same villa at night, but they had basically never met.

The next day, after washing up, Lyra went downstairs. When she was in the stairs, she smelled the very wonderful aroma of food.

In the dining room, the breakfast had been set up in a regular manner, and it was still hot. So it should only be ready not long ago.

Lyra smiled slightly.

It'd only been a short time and someone's cooking skills were improving fast.

She walked over, only to find the kitchen quiet and empty, with no one in sight.

So she called out to Eleven, "Where's Melvin?"

"Miss, Mr. Freeman woke up earlier in the morning, prepared your breakfast and went to work for the Freeman group."

This son of bitch, he knew that he was recovering and she may find fault with him, so he simply avoided seeing her?

She shook her head in disbelief and had the breakfast. After that she went to Angle Group.

Just as she sat down in her office chair, Fifteen knocked on the door and delivered report on his findings.

"Miss, Mr. Freeman is not lying, Mr. Frazier was indeed taken away from the Doug Hotel and casually dumped on a freighter at Frayton Wharf. As to where he is now, it's not very easy to find."

He paused and continued, "Although the surveillance of the Doug Hotel at that time was destroyed, I still found a familiar face that was missed to be deleted."

He handed Lyra a photo taken from the surveillance.

"Although this man is wearing a mask, do his eyebrows look like Chad, Miss?"

Lyra took the photo and examined it carefully.

Because she let Chad be Melvin's nominal assistant, they worked together from time to time over the half a month or so, and Lyra met him for a few times.

If the man was Chad, then she can basically rule out the hypothesis that Melvin snatched Charlotte from the jail.

Feeling relieved, Lyra put down the photo and continued to order, "Continue to investigate Charlotte's whereabouts until you find her. And check the Lloyd family's recent movements."

"Yes, Miss."

Lyra nodded and gestured for him to go out and continue his business.

Watching Fifteen's back, she fell into deep thought.

Fifteen had jointed Darkbell's people together to do the thorough investigation, but they were still unable to find out the truth. The person who did that thing was so sophisticated so it was very likely that it was the person from Lloyd family who harmed her did it.

But what was that person trying to do with Charlotte?

She unconsciously walked a little faster.

In the living room, Cody crouched on his knees, gritting his teeth and holding on to the pain with a look of defiance.

The old Carver was furious. Although he was a little heartbroken, he was really mad at this troublemaker and determined to teach him a lesson. Why could he not be obedient?

He waved his hand, "I ask you, do you know what's wrong?"

Cody took a deep breath. He was obstinate and unruly, "I'm right. He asked for it. Next time I'll continue. Whenever I see him, I'll beat him up!"

Lyra had just walked up to the living room's door and heard Cody's remark loud and clear.

Stupid kid. Even if he was really not convinced, didn't he know how to admit his mistake first?

As expected, the sound of scolding immediately came again from inside, more vicious than before.

"Hit him! Beat him to death! Beat him until he admits he's wrong!"

The housekeeper rushed in and whispered to the old Carver about Lyra's arrival.

"Oliver, it's been a long time. You really haven't aged at all. You're still so young."

Lyra walked in with a smile on her face and took the cane made of two intertwined strands of rattan from the servant who administered the punishment, "Oliver, it should be painful with this cane, right? Cody is still young. You don't want him to get injured."

The old Carver saw her come in and smiled from ear to ear, "My Rara has grown up. Come and sit down. Let me look at you."

Lyra walked over to sit next to him.

"Don't worry about this boy. I use this way to teach him a lesson since he was a child. He's strong and can'tget injured! But my Rara is the the Lloyd family and Carver family's baby!"

Once Cody heard this, he hissed and sneaked up to massage the injury part.

His grandfather did not love his own grandson, but only loved other people's granddaughter!

What was wrong with his grandpa?