The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin)

Chapter 929 He Plays Tricks

Chapter 929 He plays tricks

Some timid parents stepped forward and explained to Lyra, "I'm sorry we were wrong about this. I

actually knew about the truth. It was our kids who bullied your kids first. I didn't plan to make a fuss

about it yesterday. But Ronald's mother called us one by one, saying that you are a bully and took a lot

of money. We are obsessed with money. Please forgive us."

Lyra wasn't surprised because she had already asked Chad to investigate it. It was Ronald's mother

who was playing tricks.

"Please don't stop the cooperation between my husband's company and the Lloyd family. It's what he

works hard for half a year. We really know we're wrong!"

In the entire Crana, there were not a few powerful families.

Only the White family and the Lloyd family must not be messed with. They had so much power that

even if the school was demolished tomorrow, no one would dare to say a word.

For the woman's begging for mercy, Lyra showed no expression.

"It always takes a little lesson to remember when you do something wrong or say something wrong."

"If your husband is really capable, he is welcome to bid for the Lloyd's Corp's next public project." Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Lyra didn't like people who jumped on the bandwagon.

The woman was sullen, apologizing and crying, with regret.

Everyone apologized.

For a while, the office was full of people who were bowing to them, but the slanted-eyed woman.

She said disdainfully, "They're greedy but I'm not. My child was beaten, so I will seek justice. No matter

how powerful you are, apologize and ten times the compensation. Not a single dime less."

Lyra smiled lightly upon hearing this.

"It just so happens that your idea coincides with mine. I know you are a good friend of Ronald's

mother."

She raised her mobile phone. "The evidence and recording are all there. Let's wait and see."

After all, Molly hit those kids, and she wanted to pay for it.

But this person was too arrogant. She was not willing to give an extra penny to her.

It was not up to them to decide how much to pay. If they were not satisfied, they would see what a court

had to say.

After saying so, Lyra took Spencer's hand, turned and left.

Malcolm carried Molly up and followed closely behind.

Molly didn't say much along the way.

Without Molly's twittering, Lyra was really not used to it.

Seeing that Molly was full of thoughts, Lyra couldn't help touching her head.

"What are you thinking? So serious."

Molly pouted, "Mommy, I fought again. Am I a bad kid? When I get home, Daddy will definitely be mad

at me, right?"

Malcolm, who was driving, sneered and remained silent.

Lyra picked her up and answered patiently, "Daddy won't be mad at you. Molly, you have a

misunderstanding about this matter. First of all, they bullied your brother. You beat them to protect

Spencer. I'm very relieved, because you're a brave and fearless little girl."

Being praised by Lyra, Molly grinned.

But, Lyra continued,

"However, Molly, you used the wrong method. Don't do it so recklessly in the future. There are many

ways to deal with them. You should tell me first. It's not worth using violence. What if you hurt yourself?

Understand?"

Molly lowered her head in embarrassment and nodded.

Lyra went on to say, "Of course, they don't admit their mistakes, and they bully us with ugly words.

They really did something wrong. We can not bully others, but we can't be bullied by others too. When

you are not strong enough, you can tell mommy and daddy about any difficulties, you know?"

Molly nodded obediently, and said in a childish voice, "Understood. I'll tell you, and you will fight back

against those bad guys."

Looking at the cute girl, Lyra couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth.

In fact, before coming here, Malcolm was planning to transfer them to another school.

Every now and then someone would make trouble. Malcolm and Lyra were fine with it but they were

afraid that the children would be affected by it.

However, neither Molly nor Spencer agreed to it.

Malcolm was insistent.

When they were about to quarrel, Lyra had no choice but to call Molly's former head teacher.

The teacher took good care of the children, and the teaching methods were very excellent, which was

very in line with the requirements of Malcolm and Lyra for teachers.

It can be said that the teacher was a rare excellent one.

The teacher said, "There are good and evil in the world. I think we need to let children understand the

intentions of these people and gradually understand how to solve problems. This will help the

development of children's character and build a more comprehensive personality, especially Spencer.

He has only been in school for a few days, and he is not yet familiar with the environment, and he is not

used to changing schools suddenly. Or the children will think that this is the parents' evasion of some

problems."

Malcolm heard that, as if that was the case.

No matter how thorny the case was in NIB, he had to bite the bullet.

The matter of transferring school had come to an end.

After a while, Molly clamored for ice cream.

Lyra firmly refused.

The weather was too cold. Eating too much ice cream will definitely cause diarrhea.

After failing to achieve her goal, Molly started acting delicately, "Mommy, you're the prettiest. You're the

best. I will only eat one bite, and give the rest to you, okay?"

Lyra said, "I don't like ice cream."

Molly said, "No, you like it."

Lyra raised her eyebrows, "Are you forcing me?"

Malcolm was driving the car, couldn't help laughing when he heard their conversation, and persuaded,

"Rara, just let her eat some."

When Molly heard this, she raised her head and looked very proud, as if she was saying: See? Daddy

supports me this time!

Lyra really couldn't bear to discourage her, but she finally couldn't hold back her smile and said, "Molly,

do you think I have the final say or your dad?"

"..."

Molly stopped talking. For a while she was so angry with her father that he couldn't live up to her

expectations.

"Daddy, you're bad. Give me hope first, then let me down!"

She put her little hands on her hips, furious.

Lyra and the others laughed, and Malcolm comforted her,

"I won't let you down. You mom only said that you couldn't eat ice cream, because she's afraid you'll

have diarrhea, but she didn't say you couldn't eat anything else."

Molly's eyes lighted up.

"Today, Daddy will take you to eat something you have never eaten before."

Molly was very excited and nodded repeatedly.

Soon, the luxury car gradually drove towards a small road.

Spencer, who had been silent all this time, frowned as he looked at the road ahead.

Molly asked directly, "Daddy, why did you drive the car to the food market?"

"You guys just wait here."

After speaking, Malcolm stopped the car and got into the market.

Soon, he came back holding something.

Molly's eyes were shining, and Spencer was calm by comparison.

Lyra laughed out loud in the back. They were just a few fruit tarts.

As soon as Malcolm got into the car, he said in a mysterious way, "This is not an ordinary fruit tart. This

is the supreme version of fruit tart, which is not available for ordinary people, so try it."