The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin)

Chapter 570 No hair at all; she's alert enough

Not only did Malcolm travel, Anne also found another good news.

Travis, the youngest member of the White family, who was previously sent out of Suham by Malcolm's

demotion, has returned.

Maybe she could do more on this and prepare for the backstabbing.

Outside the window was dark. She stood in front of it and was smiling enchantingly but venomously.

She was like a malicious witch.

*

At the Lab.

Lyra, who hadn't been on attack for many days, finally fell asleep tonight and was exhausted.

And the price for sleeping was that she got sick again.

Jimmy was too weak to be beaten by Lyra, who had practiced jiu-jitsu. So, Jimmy could only call in a

few bodyguards who stayed late at night in the lab to accompany Lyra in the sparring.

In the manic state, Lyra was extremely strong. Several bodyguards not only could not hurt her, but also

had to prevent being beaten by her.

This was a problem for the bodyguards.

Jimmy weakly stood at the door, watched and grimaced as several bodyguards were beaten and

bruised in no time.

Being dedicated, the bodyguards did not give up.

The treatment room was filled with wailing and soon the situation went from sparring to one-sided

venting.

Finally, after two hours, Lyra was so tired that she passed out.

Jimmy watched with trepidation. Several bodyguards stared at their injuries and wanted to cry.

"Doctor, this is considered a work-related injury, right?"

"Mrs. White is too fierce. Look at her. Doctor, she's punched me in the face."

"Horrible! What a horrible woman!"

Several bodyguards wailed and complained with bitter tears.

Jimmy tut-tutted twice and found that Malcolm was so strong that he could spar with Lyra who was in

the berserk state to ensure there was no injury.

He couldn't help but feel a little reverenced for Malcolm.

"You guys don't worry. This is the work injury. Malcolm said you will be given the medical expenses,

plus three times the compensation. The beating is not a loss."

A few of the bodyguards felt at ease with that and left by Jimmy's people for medication.

Jimmy himself went to prepare the medical tools for the infusion and guarded Lyra's drip.

He sat in the chair by the head of the bed, staring at Lyra's stunningly beautiful sleeping face, but felt

nothing but terror in his heart at the sight of her amazing fighting prowess.

"Malcolm, when are you coming back? If your wife has two more attacks, the lab will be torn up!"

He shook his voice in accusation and kept sighing.

Because of last night's attack, Lyra slept again until noon.

Jimmy made nutritious porridge for Lyra as Malcolm had instructed beforehand.

Lyra did not resist the porridge that he handed over, and served and ate it herself, revealing the

temperament of a wealthy family's daughter.

She was a far cry from the crazy woman who went berserk last night.

Jimmy sat in the chair, watched Lyra having the porridge, and reported last night's situation to her.

"... roughly, this is the case. Lyra, the night shift bodyguards there are not many. Last night, you made

four of them injured. What about tonight?"

A few more days of such manic venting, the entire laboratory could be damaged by Lyra so Jimmy was

genuinely worried about that.

Lyra thought carefully and felt sorry, "Can I transfer a few of the bodyguards I have for backup?"

"In such a special circumstance, it should be fine."

After having the nutritious porridge, Lyra called Eleven, Twelve and other four bodyguards who stayed

at the Rudolph's villa to protect Spencer and Momo.

The Rudolph's villa had a lot of servants and bodyguards, and it can't be broken into by ordinary

people, so it shouldn't be a big problem. NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

She had just gotten off the phone when she received a message from Malcolm.

Sure enough, there was a delay.

Malcolm sent Lyra pictures of the tent he was staying in at border, and of a picnic with Chad and Ted

who were roasting hare, to reassure her.

Malcolm: [Babe, we don't have rich seasoning at border. The hare roasted smells very good, but not as

good as you.]

[The second night of the business trip, I can't sleep and always think of you.]

[I will try to forcefully suppress the unrest of the border with force in a few days. I will soon return

peacefully. Relax.]

As hoped, Lyra saw that he was safe and indeed had a lot of relief.

Hopefully, before he returned, Anne's event will be resolved and the family will live a peaceful little life

in the future.

Thinking with resentment, Lyra got up, washed up, and quickly left the lab to go to work at the Lloyd's

Corp.

At that time, Anne, who had finished her lunch and strolled to the entrance of the villa. Unlike the

previous two days, there were a few more bodyguards at the entrance.

And all of them were rather unfamiliar, not like Collin's people.

Anne walked over as if nothing had happened, but was indeed stopped by several bodyguards.

"Where are you going?"

Anne smiled brightly and innocently, "I've been in Anning Hill for a few days. I haven't left the house, so

I want to go out shopping and visit my friends in Crana."

The bodyguards expressed their understanding, "You can go anywhere you want, but the family head

has instructed you are a guest after all. In order to protect your safety, please call the family head to

report before you leave home. We will go with you and protect your personal safety at all times."

The smile on Anne's face disappeared little by little, "She's watching me so closely. Does she treat me

as a guest or a prisoner?"

The bodyguards bowed respectfully, "You are certainly a guest."

Anne couldn't make it sense, and no matter what she said, the bodyguards said a bunch of words to

put her off.

She didn't know how to practice martial arts and neither had much skills. If she was followed out by two

bodyguards, it was impossible to get rid of them.

"Forget it. What a buzzkill. I am not going out."

She sighed in mock regret and turned toward the garden to a quiet place.

Just because she can't get out, it didn't mean she can't instruct Paul to do what was at hand.

After skillfully editing a text message, she sent it, leaving Paul to the preparations and backstabbing in

case of an emergency.

*

It was rare to see Anne leave the bedroom, so Kathleen slipped gingerly into her room from the master

bedroom.

Lyra had said she wanted Anne's hair to take for a DNA test.

For the first time, Kathleen, as the madam of the Lloyd family, was looking for something in the trash for

the task assigned by her sister-in-law.

In the trash can in the bedroom, there were only bags of snacks Anne had eaten and empty yogurt

containers.

The pillows and bed were neat and clean, with no hair.

Kathleen could only turn her attention to the bathroom.

She searched the entire bathroom and even checked the dirty trash can which was full of paper towels

twice, but she could not find Anne's hair.

This was too strange. As a long-haired girl, the place she was living in had no hair at all.

It can only mean that Anne was vigilant. She was protecting a secret. Her hairs, which fell naturally on

a daily basis, were surprisingly cleaned regularly. The more Kathleen thought about it, the more she

thought this young woman was not simple. Perhaps Lyra was right.

Not being able to obtain Anne's hair as she had hoped, she bowed her head in dismay and left Anne's

guest room while contemplating.

But to her surprise, she bumped into Anne who was coming back from the garden.

Kathleen was stunned, stared at Anne's face, and froze for a while.

Anne looked at her room and then at Kathleen with a surprised expression, frowning in disbelief, "Why

are you in my room, madam?"