The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin)

Chapter 666 Disguise

"The boss has an order. You're not approach her except himself."

The person who spoke was Levi who was arranged to stay in this villa to protect Lyra.

He dodged very quickly and stopped in front of several people. His voice was cold and stern, and he

looked up and down the leader Jude with vigilant eyes.

After Malcolm left, he was completely responsible for Lyra's safety. As if they were in the enemy's den,

he had to remain vigilant at all times.

Jude's hand that was about to touch the door curled slightly, and after a few seconds, it was stuffed into

his pants pocket.

Looking at the tall man in front of him, Jude looked unhappy, turned and stared at Lennie, "Mr. Price,

your rules here are quite interesting. A watchdog dares to be so arrogant?"

Lennie laughed, "I'm sorry. My people only follow the rules and don't trim the sails, not to mention... You

won't forget what I said just now?"

Slowly, Lennie put away the lazy look on his face, and his tone was warning, "If you have a bad

memory, I don't mind letting you know whose territory this is. I believe Mr. Griffiths is like me. We don't

like our watchdogs to be unruly."

The atmosphere suddenly turned grim.

Jude's plan that he wanted to break into the room failed. His eyes hidden behind the sunglasses

gradually became sharp, and the hands hidden in the trouser pockets were tightly clenched into fists.

Levi stood in his way, and Lennie exerted pressure, intentionally or unintentionally. And it was

impossible to do anything.

Thinking of the purpose of coming here, he had to change his strategy.

He suddenly smiled, and his attitude was modest and gentle, "I'm sorry, Mr. Price. I'm here to complete

the task that Mr. Griffiths asks. If there is any offense, please forgive me."

Lennie didn't have time to bother with him right now, thinking about Lyra's safety.

He still shuddered at the thought of Malcolm's warning before he left.

So, he waved his hand impatiently, "Okay, I have showed you the hostage. After all, she is Malcolm

White's wife. You don't know the torturing methods of NIB. I kidnapped his wife just for profit. She can't

get hurt in my hands."

"Go back and tell Mr. Griffiths. If he has the sincerity of cooperation, come and discuss in detail, and

don't have other crooked thoughts."

Lennie ordered them out, and Jude, as Mr. Griffiths' bodyguard, had to leave.

"I'll repeat what you say. Sorry to bother you."

He nodded and turned to go out.

Several people passed through the hall and walked out from the large courtyard.

When they arrived at the door, Jude suddenly stopped and turned his head slightly to look not far away,

as if he noticed something.

After staying for a few seconds, he walked away slowly.

In the depths of the jungle, several cars hidden in the dark were all black, all of which were dedicated

vehicles of NIB. At this time, they were waiting silently.

Malcolm's black eyes stared silently at the situation ahead, and under the faint moonlight, people could

clearly see his smooth jawline.

Suddenly, he ordered coldly, "Go check. Especially the person walking in front. It's very suspicious."

The voice was different from before. Ted immediately responded, and after a while he asked cautiously,

"Boss, I don't think so. Those people are very cunning. How could it be possible to show up so quickly,

let alone only two or three people. They should be sent to test the water."

Malcolm narrowed his eyes and said lightly, "Do as I say."

For no reason, although the location was remote and they couldn't be seen clearly, he always felt that

the temperament of the bodyguard at the head was very different.

Even a little familiar...

There was no blame in his tone, but the aura emanating from his body made Ted have to surrender, so

he could only shut up and silently arrange his subordinates to do things.

Brad said, "Boss, they're no good. Judging from Lennie's attitude towards these people just now, they Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

are definitely having a secret conversation. Form my intuition, it is probably related to your wife. In case

Lennie ..."

He looked worried, and he didn't dare to continue.

Malcolm lowered his head and his voice was small, "Wait for Levi's news."

Then he sneered and continued, "Even if Lennie has that that idea, he doesn't have the ability, not to

mention I believe in Rara. She should have the ability to protect herself."

In the quiet forest, the air was damp and cold.

Several off-road vehicles were parked in the open space, and several bodyguards in black suits waited

quietly beside the vehicles.

Seeing the figure approaching in front of them, they suddenly bowed in unison, and their voice was

humble and powerful, "Mr. Griffiths."

The man at the head slowly took off his sunglasses, revealing his deep eyes. His delicate nose had

excellent lines.

In the basement of the villa.

It was dimly lit, cold and damp.

Jude and the others left. Levi and Lennie returned to the basement one after the other. After seeing

Lyra, Levi gradually felt relieved.

He ran over quickly and untied the tight ropes on Lyra's body. His voice was anxious, "Are you alright?"

The method of tying the rope was very well-organized, and it belonged to the usual method of gangs. It

was difficult for ordinary people to untie it without any effort, but in front of Levi who was experienced, it

was a piece of cake.

The time of being roped was a little long, and light red marks were left on Lyra's fair and delicate skin.

"Hiss-"

Lyra took a breath, and Levi's action was softer.

Lennie came in later, and when he saw this situation, he was at a loss for words. A few drops of sweat

fell on his forehead, "Mrs. White ..."

Malcolm told him for like a thousand times not to hurt a single hair of Lyra. Who knew that his

subordinates were so rude.

If Malcolm knew it, what should he do?

So he hurriedly ordered his men to bring a medicine chest in.

Even if there were light red marks, she had to be applied with medicine!

Levi swept over with a sharp look and gave him a stern look, "Mr. Price, although Mrs. White takes a

risk and stays in your den as a bait, if in the middle of the night, someone suddenly comes to ask for

verification, it will not only disturb her sleep, but also..."

Lennie was already at a loss, but when he heard what he said, he panicked even more. Then he had

his head hung down, trying to excuse himself.

"Levi."

Lyra interrupted. Her voice was clear, "These red marks are not a big deal. They will subside when I

wake up tomorrow morning. I asked his bodyguard to tie me up more tightly so that the other person

would not discover it at a glance. Besides, there is no need to tell this trivial matter to Malcolm."

Her orders were unreserved, and Levi had to keep his mouth shut, even if he deliberately wanted to

warn Lennie again.

Lennie took advantage of the situation, "Mrs. White, you're an excellent woman like my wife. If you

become a man in your next life, you will definitely be better than us!"

He said so with thumbs up.

Lyra ignored his flattering and said with a very cold tone, "Although we are passive, and they take the

initiative to take the bait and want to cooperate, we can't sit still, let alone be led away by them. When

you talk to them about cooperation, you can't be polite or humble. We have to find a way to get home

advantage back.”

Lennie laughed, nodding.

"Mrs. White, please go upstairs to rest. I will send a doctor soon to give you medicine, and then check

for other injuries. You are delicate and precious. If there are another accidents, after Mr. Malcolm

comes here, I can't explain it well."

Malcolm was a well-known wife defender. If he knew the red marks on his wife's wrist, he would

probably want to flatten the villa overnight.

Unexpectedly, Lyra stood up, grabbed a handful of dirt from the corner and wiped it on the cot in the

basement, and rubbed her arms and legs a few times.

Lennie almost dropped his jaw at her sudden action.

Levi was also stunned, "Madam?"

Lyra was extremely calm, looked at the two, and said with a smile, "Just like what Jude said just now.

I'm tied up here, but I'm clean. Maybe he believed that you guys didn't dare to touch me, but the boss

behind him may not necessarily believe it too."

"And in a few days, when he wants to come back, if I'm still so clean, it's even more fake. I need to do a

full set of dramas. Why don't I stay here for a few days to make the fake real, lest they see the clues

from the details."

When Lennie heard this, he immediately panicked, "No way, the basement is stuffy and damp. If Mr.

Malcolm knows it, he won't let me go off!"

Lyra frowned slightly, feeling that Lennie was a little troublesome.

Lennie was stared at by her straight eyes, and was about to leave, when Lyra suddenly took a light

step and blocked his way while texting Malcolm.

"Lennie, even if Malcolm is here, he will respect my ideas. You always question my decisions and then

tip off him. Isn't that good?"

Lyra had a cold smile. With a negotiable tone, her hand on his shoulder was secretly exerting force.

Lennie grimaced in pain.

Her hand's strength really had a match with his wife's.