The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 73

Suddenly, she was sober and feeling extremely grateful that Lyra didn't die this time. Otherwise, she and Keith would never have been able to be together again.

She sat down weak and limp, contemplating how she should undo what she had done before.

After thinking about it, she picked up her phone and made a phone call to Keith.

The waiting time became extraordinarily long as a busy signal kept coming from the receiver.

"What?"

She heard Keith's impatient voice. "I'll hang up if there's nothing else."

"Wait! Keith, I really need to talk to you!" Irene gripped the phone tightly and was afraid that he would hang up the phone in the next second.

"If you want me to persuade your father to release you from your grounding, no need to talk. I'm still considering the marriage contract."

"No, I'm trying to find Lyra. I don't have her contact information ... can you put her on the phone?" Irene's voice became smaller and smaller when saying this.

"You're looking for her? I advise you to stop disturbing Lyra. I won't let you get a chance to hurt her." Keith warned in a low voice.

"No, I'm here to apologize to her," Irene bit her lower lip, "Please give her the phone. Keith, I'm begging you."

"Apologize?"

Keith was even more surprised. Since she was far away from them in Suham and grounded, and she should not be able to do anything, he reluctantly agreed to her request.

He knocked gently on the door of the makeshift operating room, opened it slightly, and waved at Lyra who was in the room.

Lyra glanced at Micah, who was still focused on the surgery, and tiptoed out.

"What's wrong?"

Keith handed her his cell phone, "Irene is looking for you."

"Looking for me?"

Lyra took his phone suspiciously and glanced at the screen, "What? You're back home, and you're still trying to call to give me a hard time?"

"No, I'm here to apologize to you."

Irene's voice was devoid of the arrogance and dominance, but as a rich young woman of a wealthy family, it was impossible for her to admit her mistake completely.

"For what happened before, I am wrong. Accept my apology to you. As long as you don't get in the way of Keith and I being together in the future, I'm willing to live in harmony with you."

Lyra did not speak.

It seemed that she knew her true identity?

Seeing no sound from her side, Irene felt a little diffident and continued, "To show my sincerity. About Abigail, I'll consider it a gift to you."

"Give me a gift?"

Lyra laughed, "Well then, I'll see."

Irene was not angry when Lyra hung up, and then made another phone call.

Almost instantly, the call was answered by Charlotte who was at the hospital.

"Well, did you find Abigail?"

"There's no need to look for her because, she's already dead." Irene said indifferently.

"Really?" Charlotte sounded elated, "Are you sure? She was at Keith's villa, right? Did the person you sent kill her personally? She ..."

Irene interrupted her question, "Well, you don't need to know that much. It's enough for you to be clear that she's dead. I'm just calling to inform you that our cooperation is over."

Katelyn had been making snide remarks about her, both explicitly and implicitly.

Charlotte took the meal from the servant, and the sight of Katelyn reminded her of Abigail, who had died, which made her feel extraordinarily good.

"Yeah, I'm recovering fast, which is a good thing for my family. After all, I'm the heiress to the Matthews family. What would happen to my family if something happens to me?"

As she stirred her fruit and vegetable salad, she raised her head and looked askance at Katelyn.

Katelyn unceremoniously rolled her eyes and said contemptuously, "Your mother is a mistress, and you're a bitch. You can't get rid of the identity for the rest of your life. Even if you are in a high position now, so what? What is not yours is not yours after all."

After saying that, Katelyn looked away, not even bothering to look at her, lest she gave herself a hard time.

She looked at Katelyn, who looked as usual, and was confused.

Abigail disappeared for no reason and Katelyn was not anxious and unease at all?

There was something that she didn't always feel right.

Thinking of this, she gave Katelyn a cold look, "I am only injured and will be discharged soon, but your child is more pitiful. After all, she leaves this world forever."

With the posture of a victor, she watched Katelyn's expression that was gradually changed from calmness to panic.

"What did you say?!"

Katelyn walked towards her and grabbed her by the hospital gown, "Tell me clearly. What's wrong with my daughter?"

"Do you have a problem with your ears?" Charlotte slapped her hand away in disgust, "I said, your daughter, she will never be in this world because Abigail she, is dead!"

"Impossible! It's fake! You're lying! My daughter is alive and well. How could she die! You're lying to me. Because you're jealous of her, you're cursing her!"

Katelyn was so emotional and angry that her fingers were trembling as she pointed at Charlotte.