The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 98

After talking to Jackie on the phone, Lyra cleaned up her office table and prepared to go up to the top floor to find Keith.

Micah had been staying in Frayton for quite some time, and she planed to go with Keith to the Matthews family to see how Abigail was doing and tried to free Micah sooner.

When she came to the president's office on the top floor, Jalen was not guarding outside.

Lyra didn't think much of it, and the office door was unlocked.

She had just pushed the door open slightly when she heard a subdued bass coming from inside, seemingly on the phone.

"Bro, would it be too aggressive? After all, it's about Rara. I think she might have her own plans ..."

About her?

What could make Keith so secretive?

She was about to listen to a few more words when the door was suddenly pushed open from the inside and it was Jalen who keenly spotted her.

Keith put away his phone with a natural expression and looked at her tenderly, "When did you get here? Why didn't you come in when you got here?"

Lyra was a little embarrassed to be caught red-handed and unnaturally touched the tip of her ear.

"Just got here. Just wanted to wait until you have time to go to the Matthews family with me and see how Abigail is doing."

"Okay, I'll be done with this, so I can go now."

Lyra nodded in a good-natured way.

When she saw Keith, she found his expression calm and light-hearted.

Did she mishear?

She didn't think much of it. Even if her brothers had something to hide from her, there was absolutely no way they would harm her.

The two were about to leave for the Matthews family when they received a message from Micah.

Abigail's injuries were no longer serious. Micah had stayed in Frayton for too long. Now he had gone to a private airport to prepare to go back to the neighbor city.

The two had to turn around and went to the private airport.

In the back seat of the car, Lyra occasionally turned her head to glance at Keith who was sitting next to her.

Keith was looking down at a newspaper on his hands. The sun was shining through the car window, giving a warm glow to his hair. The unbelievably handsome side of his face looked unusually focused.

"What's wrong?"

Keith noticed it and asked in a low voice.

Lyra hesitated for two seconds, but still asked tentatively, "Keith you ... just don't have anything you want to say to me?"

Keith's hands lurched.

"No."

Okay ...

She stopped talking, withdrew her gaze, and looked out the car window again.

Since Keith didn't want to talk about it, let's forget about it.

Soon after arriving at the private airport, Lyra went up and gave Micah a hug.

"Micah, thanks a lot for this."

Micah reached out and rubbed her soft hair, and finally smiled at the sight of her originally ice-cold expression.

"Rara."

The three siblings exchanged pleasantries for a while.

Seeing that it was getting late, Lyra and Keith saw Micah off to the plane.

"Wait a minute! The Matthews family is in trouble!"

Micah had just walked up the boarding stairs when Jalen suddenly came rushing over to him and he had to stop, turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

"The Matthews family sends someone to say that Miss Abigail suddenly faints at home. Mrs. Matthews says she doesn't know if something has gone wrong in the previous surgery and hurt the brain nerve. She wants Mr. Micah to go over there again to take a look."

Fainting?

Lyra furrowed her eyebrows.

How could Micah make a mistake in the surgery that he performed himself?

Was there someone who deliberately set him up?

This was not a good reason to frame Micah as a poor doctor.

Keith was also puzzled, and Micah was sullen.

But unlike the previous vegetation state, her face was a lot rosier than the last time, and her breathing was a little sharper.

Just with one look at her, Micah instantly frowned. His face was so dark and grim.

"You're not sick."

Abigail was embarrassed to be exposed so quickly.

Seeing that he was leaving, she opened her eyes in a hurry, sat up from the bed and tugged on his sleeve.

"Don't go!"

Micah did not turn around and did not move. Abigail could not see the expression on his face, but can clearly feel the aloofness and around his body. It was like he was as cold as an ice cellar.

He was angry ...

Abigail's eyes were red with anxiety, and suddenly she was in a state of confusion.

All she knew was that he left this time and she would never have the chance to see him again.

"Micah, I know the Matthews family is not even on the same level as the Lloyd family. And you and I are not matched for marriage, but I know I won't have a chance if I don't say it to you!"

She paused, took a deep breath, as if she had gathered great courage, and then raised her face with firmness.

"I like you!"

"I really like you a lot. I know we haven't known each other long and you don't really know me, but could you stay and try to talk to me a little? I ..."

"No."

Before she could finish her words, she was directly interrupted by Micah's cold voice.

"Because, I don't like you."

It was like a string had broken in her heart.

Abigail froze and looked at his tall back. He was so heartless that he wouldn't even look back at her. No one couldn't tell how she felt.

She knew she had tricked him by pretending to be sick, but if she didn't do so, she would never have a chance to fight for herself for once.

Her eyes were red, but she bit her lower lip hard and held on to keep the tears from falling.

"Is it because of ...Lyra? You like her?"