The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin)

chapter 45 Defend Her Because She's Pretty

Katelyn was about to question Charlotte when Jamie and Melvin came this way, side by side.

Seeing the man that she thought she could seek protection from, Charlotte instantly pounced over,

crying, "Melvin..."

Melvin took a glance at him and pursed his lips without saying anything.

In the dim light, his expression was somewhat dour.

Jamie saw Charlotte's ruined makeup and asked, "What's going on?"

The guests gathered around helped to explain the situation. Although they were biased towards

Charlotte, they didn't say anything too harsh considering that they didn't dare mess with Cody, and that

they were really amazed by Lyra's dance.

As Jamie listened, he basically understood what happened.

Putting on a smile on his face, he apologized to the guest and let them continue with their dinner; then

he comforted Charlotte with a few words, and went back to the main banquet hall with the others.

Charlotte was still whimpering as she went to take Melvin's hand. She pouted like an innocent little girl,

"Melvin, don't blame Lyra. She's probably in a bad mood because of our engagement."

Melvin was looking down at her, asking impassively, "What did you just say to her?"

She was stunned by the question and looked up to see that Melvin seemed to be upset, so she

hurriedly explained, "We're about to get engaged, so I just wanted her to give us her blessing. I didn't

expect her to get angry and that was why she splashed me."

"Really?" Melvin furrowed his brow, the look on his face growing grimmer.

Charlotte, pushing her sliver of luck, nodded, and her grip on his arm tightened.

Almost instantly, he drew back his arm, "Lottie, I'm really getting confused about you."

Charlotte choked.

It was the first time he talked to her in such an emotionless tone. Was it because he saw it?

She did not dare to continue to pretend. If Melvin did see something, her continuing to cover it up would

only increase his disgust.

"Melvin, Lyra laughed at me with the ugly photo she took of my stage accident, so I was pissed off at

that time and wanted to splash her... I haven't changed, Melvin. I'm still the same me."

Melvin didn't say anything and just let Charlotte chatter.

Charlotte didn't get a response from him, and thus got even more flustered, weeping uncontrollably.

"Melvin, I'm so scared when you're like this. You promised me before that you would marry me, that

you would make up for what you've owed me years ago. Please believe me. I didn't do it on purpose."

Melvin couldn't help frowning at the mention of their history again.

He felt a trace of distaste. It seemed that since her return, Charlotte had often played the you-owe-me

card with what happened years ago.

But her image had been deviating from the girl in his heart.

Could it be possible that her three years abroad had changed her so completely?

Katelyn aside overheard their conversation. As a woman, she was well aware of and disgusted by

Charlotte's behavior. She secretly rolled her eyes, turned her head and planned to leave.

But she was stopped by Melvin, "Mrs. Matthews, Lottie is not in a good mood tonight. Please take her

back for an early rest."

Katelyn didn't dare to refuse, so she put on an amiable smile and went to pull Charlotte gently.

Only when Melvin was completely gone did she put away the smile. She took a pinch at Charlotte's

arm, and muttered in a low voice, "The daughter of the homewrecker is really a bitch. He's long gone.

Stop acting. Your performance made my toes curl."

She was given a vicious glare by Charlotte.

"What, you really think I'm afraid of you?" said Katelyn in hatred. She let go of Charlotte and went back

to the main banquet hall.

...

After coming out of the Matthews House, Lyra parted with Cody and went back to Keith's villa alone.

She took a shower, then put on a beauty mask and ate some fresh fruit, very relaxed and pleased.

The phone rang suddenly.

She looked at the name on the screen and answered without hesitation, "Thanks for tonight. If it wasn't

for you, it could have been me who made a fool of myself on the spot."

The Miss Z on the other end of the line laughed loudly, "You're welcome! Beautiful dress for a beautiful

angel, my First Snow was like destined to be worn by you. I'll be depressed if it was tarnished by that

Charlotte."

Lyra chuckled.

Tonight, fortunately, before she left, she noticed something was wrong from Cody's reaction, so she

called Miss Z to find out that the dressed sent to her was a knock-off First Snow.

Fortunately, Charlotte's size was slightly bigger than hers, so the former had to get the dress altered, This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

which gave Lyra a chance to switch the authentic First Snow back.

"Anyway, thanks you very much for this time. When you return home, I'll treat you to dinner."

Miss Z was watching a video of Lyra dancing 'Lover' recorded by Cody right now and she giggled,

"Dinner is not necessary. I'll be overjoyed when you agree to be my model."

"My hourly rate is not low. Wait until you can afford to hire me."

Miss Z complained about this with a few words but on the same time couldn't help praising how

fascinating Lyra's dance was tonight.

The two were old friends who hadn't contacted each other for years, so they chatted freely until late in

the evening.

The next day, Lyra woke up on time for work and was in a good mood.

But when on the way to her office, she noticed that the employees were looking at her…oddly?

Lyra found it weird, but didn't take it seriously and went straight into her office.

Seeing her out of sight, the employees on the same floor gathered together spontaneously and

murmured to each other.

The fat guy Bob said, "Eh, is it true what they say on the Internet? But I think this new director is quite

straightforward. Isn't likely to do such a thing!"

Amy frowned, "It's definitely true. She just rubs me the wrong way ever since she came here. Turned

out she's really a bitch. You defend her only because she's pretty, right? If she looks ugly, I bet you

wouldn't have done the same, fatty!"

"Who are you calling fatty!"

"Of course it's you!"

"Ahem..."

The small group of people almost got into a brawl when they suddenly heard someone cough, and they

went back to their desks almost in a second.

It was Lyra who came out of her office to get some water.

When Kellie saw her preparing to make her own coffee, her face changed and she rushed up to help,

"Director, I'm sorry, I was just about to make it for you and bring it over."

"It's okay."

The crowd was on pins and needles, peeking into the coffee room, and wondering whether Lyra had

heard them? How much did she hear?

Later, Lyra went back to the office with her coffee, her face expressionless.

She had just sat down when Kellie followed her in.

Heartfelt concern was written on Kellie's face, "Director, did you hear what they just said?"

Lyra gave a light "hmm".

"So you know about the news on... online?"

What news?

Seeing the confusion on Lyra's face, Kellie hurriedly explained, "Last night, someone suddenly

uploaded a video on the Internet of you splashing wine on Miss Matthews at the Matthews family party,

followed by someone this morning saying that you are trying to steal Mr. Freeman from Miss Matthews.

It has taken the social media by storm."

Lyra's hand, typing on the keyboard, paused.

Kellie then pulled out her own phone and handed it to her.

Lyra took a look. The video had been edited, with only the scene of her splashing Charlotte left, and

she did look arrogant in it.

Down below the comment section were all curses, really offensive and harsh.

She was trying to steal Melvin? Lyra snorted.

Was Charlotte asking for death?