The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin)

Chapter 535 Receiving gifts; a beautiful misunderstanding

Irrelevant people ...

The director's expression froze. He lowered his gaze and unnaturally touched the tip of his nose, "No,

I've been dealing with the nasty attack you encountered recently and haven't seen any outsiders."

Lyra observed his expression and turned her head to exchange a glance with Malcolm.

"OK, since you said so, I have no problem with it."

The director, who was standing in front of the blackboard, quietly shushed and wiped the thin sweat

that had appeared on his forehead from nervousness with a tissue.

Nil walked Lyra and Malcolm out of the police department, and in the corridor, he asked as he walked,

"The prisoner who hit Ms. Lloyd on the back of the head with a stick has been tortured for the past two

days. Should Mr. Malcolm and Ms. Lloyd go over and see?"

Lyra shook her head, "Forget it. You just let the police department continue to take things seriously on

their end. He and I have been stranded in Atria for too long. We haven't seen our babies at home in a

while and want to go back home."

"Great."

Nil nodded his head very sensibly and looked at Malcolm again, "So Mr. Malcolm still wants to take this

prisoner back to the Crana interrogation room?"

Malcolm took Lyra's small waist and helped her walk, "Since she has said he should be left to you, then

forget it. After all, he's the Atria citizen, and not the mastermind. To apply for transnational case

processing for such a person is too troublesome. It is unnecessary."

Nil nodded his head repeatedly.

"Rest assured that although the truck driver has got Atria citizenship, I will let the doctor treat him well,

and once he can be cured, the sentence that should be served. It will not be less at all."

Malcolm's tone was indifferent, "Just a temporary scapegoat who was dragged out."

Nil was slightly stunned. As the first heir to the royal family, how could he not understand Malcolm's

meaning, but he did not say anything, only with a smile on his face.

Before leaving the police department and getting into the armed car to go back to the hotel, Malcolm

turned back and finally said, "Nil, the director of police department is not on the same page as you.

This kind of person can block your way to succeed the royal family in the future. You should be careful."

He finished, helped Lyra into the car, and got in the car as well himself.

As the car door slammed shut, it only remained Nil who was slightly pale.

Nil watched the fading armed vehicle and quietly called the vice director of the police department.

"Go find out who your boss has been seeing lately, and do it quietly."

*

In the car back to the hotel.

Because of the presence of police officers, Lyra and Malcolm had no words all the way back to their

hotel room in silence.

Until the door of the presidential suite closed, Malcolm said, "Today we see the subtle expression of

that director. He met the person. The status is estimated to be not small so he had this reaction. My

guess is either Paul, or Anne."

Lyra looked at him and smiled faintly, "As it happens, so do I."

He tightened his grip around Lyra's waist, "What are you going to do?"

"First back home. At career, I intend to come hard, grab Paul's resources, and interfere Anne's

cooperation. As for others, in the way of their two special identity, let them pay back one by one."

Malcolm kissed her between her brows, "It is all up to you."

Lyra had a bandage on the back of her head and was not fit to take a shower, so Malcolm carried her

to the dry area of the bathroom, wrung out a hot towel himself, and wiped her body little by little.

After that, the two fell asleep comfortably.

By midnight, Lyra was not sleeping soundly, with a vague pain in the back of her head.

The eyelids were heavy. However, she couldn't open her eyes at all.

She pinched her palm tightly. Her heart was like a mass of depression, inexplicably churning her

nerves.

She wanted to vent and it wanted to bleed ...

"What happened?"

Malcolm held her. He slept lightly and was keenly aware of the sudden tightening of her back.

He turned on the bedside table lamp and observed Lyra's state, "What's wrong?"

Lyra's muddled thoughts was gradually awake. She tried to speak, but her throat was completely

unable to make a sound, and the body can not move.

It was bizarre.

She tossed and turned alone for a while, and soon she was exhausted and fell into a deep sleep.

Malcolm probed her breathing, felt her stable breathing, thought she was having a nightmare and let

out a long sigh of relief.

The two embraced each other and spent the latter part of the night in peace.

The next morning, the two got up. Their suitcases were once again organized and delivered to the

airport by an armed car.

This time, there were no surprises, and the two of them embarked on the plane back home safely.

Lyra looked at the mountains out of the plane window, and her whole heart seemed to have regained

its usual silence. At last night, it seemed she had sleep paralysis so can not remember anything after

she got up.

Malcolm took her hand, intertwined his fingers, and kissed her cheek again. His tone was celebratory.

"It's a good thing I am with you on this business trip to Atria. If you were alone in Atria in such a bad

attack, I'm afraid I could have gone crazy on the spot."

Lyra turned around and leaned into his shoulder, but just said tiredly, "Honey, I'm a little sleepy. I want

to sleep in your arms. You can wake me up when we arrive."

"Okay, don't worry."

After a twenty-hour flight, Lyra and Malcolm finally arrived at the airport in Suham of Crana.

Chad and Keira were informed that they were coming back and came early to meet them.

Keira even bought flowers and made it look like a long goodbye reunion, making it a grand affair.

When they saw Lyra and Malcolm come out holding hands, the two rushed up to them.

Chad helped with the suitcase, and Keira took Lyra's arm and tucked the flowers into her.

"Lyra, did you have a good time on your honeymoon these past few days?"

Chad added, "It finally fulfilled my brother's wish to travel abroad for his honeymoon... this trip, it was

memorable, right?"

The bad attack in Atria the other day was completely unknown on Crana's side because the news was

suppressed.

Chad and Keira thought the two had gone for a week and were on their honeymoon, and kept asking

them what fun sights they had visited in Atria.

Malcolm didn't say anything, and the mention of the trip abroad reminded him of Lyra's injury, and his

face didn't look too happy.

Lyra, on the other hand, was more open-minded. She was smiling and pointing with her eyes to one of

the suitcases Chad was carrying.

"Went shopping in Atria's largest shopping mall and bought some small things for you guys to unwrap

when we get back to Lyre Spiti."

Chad and Keira were so happy to receive a gift that they couldn't wait to go back to the White family.

Half an hour later, several people arrived home in a harmonious atmosphere.

The villa door opened.

Anthony and Sophia each was holding a baby, and stood at the door to greet them.

"Rara, welcome home. Spencer and Momo are very well behaved. I guess they miss you ..."

Anthony paused, glanced at Malcolm's dark face, and added with great insight, "And Mr. Malcolm, the

babies are babbling every day, like they're calling for mommy and daddy."

With the latter half of the sentence, Malcolm's face warmed up considerably.

Lyra took Momo from Anthony's arms and held her lovingly, as if she missed her to the core.

Chad and Keira can't wait to start opening presents.

When she got the expensive crystal jewelry set, Keira was simply overjoyed. She had never had such

an expensive gift in her life, and was so moved that she was in tears.

Lyra joked, "Why are you crying? This is a thank you gift for you and Chad for this week. Feel free to

take it."

"Okay."

The babies' mother and father returned, and Anthony could only stand by and laugh with them.

Lyra looked at him, "You get the most credit for taking care of the babies this time, and I picked out a

present for you. Go see if you like it."

Anthony's blue eyes looked slightly surprised, "There is even a part for me?"

Lyra smiled and nodded.

Chad picked out the exquisite watch in the suitcase and handed it to Anthony, "This should be yours." Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

Anthony fondled the watch, and was unable to suppress the joy on his face.

"Rara actually picked out a gift for me herself? This is the first gift Rara has officially given me since we

reunited. I really like it. You are considerate."

Malcolm looked at him with a wrinkled brow and coldly explained this beautiful misunderstanding.

"You're overthinking it. I picked it out for you so you have to thank me for that."

Anthony was speechless.

The watch in his hand suddenly did not look good.