The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin)

Chapter 628 On the first day of the tour, Micah says something wrong

Facing the gazes of the three at the same time, Malcolm pressed close to Lyra's ear, "Micah's chasing

after her. I want to help him gain experience."

Lyra smirked, rubbed his face, and explained to Micah and Abigail on his behalf, "He can't hide private

money. After all, I didn't manage his money. He's the most conscious and never expenses a lot or uses

money indiscriminately, unless he buys some surprise gifts to me. It is probably just a little joke with

Micah."

Malcolm was satisfied and took the initiative to rub the tip of her nose, "You understand me."

Micah and Abigail were also a couple but they felt like they were being forced to watch them displaying

their affection.

Micah frowned even more, not feeling very happy.

He shouldn't have called Lyra to go with Malcolm. Who knew that they could be so sweet, which made This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

him a little restricted.

Abigail didn't know what he was thinking, and looked at the Lyra and Malcolm with some envy.

Airplane journey of several hours.

The four eventually disembarked at the airport in the Teprax's capital.

Teprax was known as sweets, especially curry sweet sauce.

They went to the largest local food city in the afternoon.

"There are too many people on the street. Why don't we go to the hotel to eat?" Micah suggested.

Lyra disagreed, "In general, the most popular shops in street have the most tasty food. Although five-

star hotels are the best in hygiene and cleanliness, the foods there have lost their delicious taste. We

have come here after all. Why not feel Teprax's local conditions and customs?”

Malcolm clutched Lyra's hand, "Yo're right."

Abigail also agreed, "The street is very lively, and eating in a big hotel must feel deserted. I also think

the street is better. We can also take some special photos."

Now that everyone agreed with Lyra's proposal, Micah had nothing to say and followed the two ladies

in silence.

Lyra ordered two pineapple fried rice on the street, while Abigail ordered the most characteristic shrimp

soup and curry noddle.

Malcolm and Micah followed them obediently, without ordering. They would eat whatever their beloved

ones wanted to eat.

If they can't finish their meals, Malcolm and Micah would help with the leftovers.

The atmosphere when shopping in the afternoon was quite harmonious.

But contrary to what Malcolm and Micah expected, they seemed like humanoid tools with bags, and

followers.

The two women were playing and seemed to be getting closer and closer. And their relationship was

getting better for no reason. Walking side by side, they were chatting while shopping.

On the contrary, Malcolm and Micah were speechless all the way, so they could only obediently follow

behind and help them get things.

The three-hour shopping in the afternoon was very pleasant for Lyra and Abigail.

But for Micah and Malcolm, it was boring and tedious.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the weather was hot and dry for no reason, and several people booked

a swimming pool.

Micah and Malcolm were both in good shape. When undressed, both of them looked strong.

When the two came out of the dressing room, they both wore only swimming trunk.

Wide shoulders, narrow waist, perfect mermaid line and exquisite abdominal muscles were ultimately

sexy.

When walking, they were like beautiful landscape and international fashion male models.

Teprax girls in the pool exclaimed, couldn't move their eyes from their bodies and almost drooled.

Being stared at by so many girls, two men stood by the pool.

One looked cold.

And the other looked calm.

Both of them were unhappy, silently waiting for the two ladies to change into their swimsuits and come

out.

After waiting for a few minutes, Lyra and Abigail came out of the women's locker room side by side like

best friends.

Lyra was wearing a turquoise swimsuit. Because it was chosen by Malcolm himself, the upper part was

not very exposed and just right to show her extremely beautiful figure.

The lower half of the skirt had a green tulle. With her slender waist and fair complexion, she was like an

angel left in the earth, who was gorgeous and lovely.

Abigail was in a marroon swimsuit. With very little cloth, she was hot and charming, and it was rare to

show her womanly side.

The two stood together, just red and green.

But there was no sense of incongruity or tacky, but it felt that they complemented each other and were

just right, like a pair of sisters.

When the two came out, not only Malcolm and Micah were stunned, but the Teprax men in the pool

behind them were surprised. And many even whistled, trying to get the attention of the two beauties.

But the expressions of Micah and Malcolm were not very good.

The sexiest side of their beloved ones can only be shown to themselves. For all those other vulgar

men, why watching?

Out of men's possessiveness, Malcolm and Micah came forward with a bath towel at the same time,

and put the bath towel on them.

Lyra's swimsuit was chosen by Malcolm and belonged to the conservatives.

But Abigail's body looked particularly hot.

Micah looked very serious, and wished to wrap her from head to toe.

Abigail was wrapped too tightly in the bath towel, and was a little displeased and stopped him, "Loosen

up. I can hardly breathe. I haven't in the water. What do you mean by wrapping me like this with the

bath towel?"

Micah said sullenly, "It's not good to wear too little."

Abigail stared at him in shock, as if struck by lightning, which was very hurtful, "I think it's pretty. You

really don't like it?"

Lyra, who was next to her, immediately noticed that her mood was not right, and scolded Micah,

"Micah, this is your fault. What does it mean that to wear too little is not good-looking? Mind your

words. Be careful not to offend your future wife so that you can't win her back again."

Malcolm covered Lyra from neck with a bath towel, and taught Micah to speak, "Lyra, you're so

beautiful. I can't help myself when I look at this swimsuit, but you can only show it to me. When other

men see it, I will be jealous."

Micah listened quietly, understood instantly, and looked at Abigail apologetically.

"Abigail, I said something wrong. I didn't mean that."

Abigail suppressed her anger, was unhappy, and didn't buy it, "You didn't say anything wrong. You just

told the truth. 'not good-looking' has only one meaning in my eyes."

Micah lowered his eyes, "But I didn't mean anything else. It's not what you think."

"What do you mean by that?"

The conversation between the two made Malcolm and Lyra twitch their mouths.

Lyra: "Why are you going round and round? What do you two mean? Micah, just say it."

Micah was not good at expressing himself, so he was distracted by this topic and could only suffer.

Malcolm patted him on the shoulder and quickly cleared Micah, "Micah's speech has always been

concise. When he said 'not good-looking', it should be a shortened sentence. It means that it is not

good for other men to look."

Micah agreed, "That's what I meant."

Abigail looked at Malcolm who was had a high emotional intelligence, and was anxious for her stupid

fiancé.

"Since this is what you mean, why can't you express it yourself? You have to ask Mr. Malcolm to

explain what you mean."

She was a little aggrieved. "It's the first time I go out to swim with you. I choose a swimsuit that I'm very

satisfied with. I thought you would like it very much."

Micah was stunned, "Of course I like it, but what I meant just now..."

Abigail's inner anger was almost ignited by him, and she interrupted him, "If you like it, why is there a

'but'? Are you trying to rise before inhibition?"

Micah: "I didn't mean that."

"So what do you mean? If you like it, just say it. If you don't like it, tell me as well. How come there are

so many ‘buts'?"

"I... Abigail ..."

Lyra and Malcolm who were listening silently were speechless.

Were these two people on the topic of "meaning" today and can't get out of it, right?