The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin)

Chapter 148 Someone is willing to act, and she is happy to watch

Some people retorted, "The Matthews family publicly broke off their relationship with her a long time

ago. So there's no Miss Matthews!"

"But wasn't she sentenced to prison? How did she end up here?"

"How come she's ugly like this now? Her skin is so wrinkled. It feels ten years older ..."

Charlotte felt the stares of the crowd and shivered all over helplessly.

She looked everyone around, trying to identify the most familiar figure from within.

"Melvin! I want Melvin! My Melvin ..."

Outside the crowd, Ashley looked in that direction with a curious face.

"Cousin, it's so lively over there. Let's go over and take a look."

Without waiting for Melvin to say yes, she walked over, set aside the crowd, and saved a seat for

Melvin very kindly.

"Yah, Melvin, it's Miss Matthews."

Hearing this name, Melvin tightened his eyebrows and his face was chilly.

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Charlotte saw him and instantly became emotional, "Melvin! I finally see you. You don't know how hard

I have been living these days. In order to see you, I suffer all kinds of tortures every day ..."

Her voice was a little muffled and she was crying in mourning.

But her face was hideous because it was full of bruises and scars, and the eyes were covered with red

veins, which looked pitiful but also horrible.

She whimpered as she moved excitedly toward Melvin's feet, reaching for the leg of his suit pants.

Melvin's face changed slightly and he took a big step backwards almost subconsciously.

Cody, who was sipping wine in the main banquet room, vaguely heard the commotion in the back room

and dragged Lyra over to join in the fun.

They just arrived to see the scene of Charlotte persistently crawling towards Melvin's heels.

Melvin's face didn't look good and he kept backing up like avoiding the plague. And his back bumped

right into Lyra who was walking towards him.

Lyra quickly held his back and then sneered, "Wanna fake an accident?"

Melvin didn't feel embarrassed either. His face turned pallid and he bent down to massage his leg.

"Lyra, my knees hurt ... I want to go back to the villa."

He frowned very tightly, and when he looked back at her, he quickly transformed his hostility into

grievance.

Lyra didn't bother to reveal him, and glanced carelessly at Charlotte, who was frozen on the floor by his

words.

Teasingly, she smiled.

"No, it's your personal business. Go take care of it yourself."

When she finished, her hand that was holding his waist pushed pushed him hard towards Charlotte.

Then she had her arms crossed to watch the play. Her eyes were flooded with indifference.

The person who had been looking for so long appeared out of nowhere at the charity party at the

Garden Hotel.

It was a scene that someone was willing to play, and she was happy to watch.

Charlotte, who was on the floor, was reaching towards Melvin with a pitiful look, "Melvin ..."

Melvin stood firmly in time and looked down at her with nothing but coldness and aversion in his dark

eyes, whispering, "Stay right there. No approaching."

Charlotte was hurt by his cold stare and began to whimper without regard to her image.

"Melvin, don't you know me? I'm your Lottie, your fiancee! Do you know how much I have suffered for

you? I was framed and imprisoned by that bitch Lyra!"

Melvin eyes became colder, "When I left Frayton, my mother made the decision to cancel the marriage.

Now you and I do not have any relationship."

If it wasn't for the fact they were in the public, he wished he could kill this liar right away!

She falsely claimed it was her who saved him and tried to doom Lyra to death for several times. And

now she was brought here suddenly by someone he didn't know. Apparently, the purpose was to

intensify the grudge between him and Lyra.

Damn!

Cody, who stood aside, tutted and leaned close to Lyra's ear to add fuel to the flames.

"Lyra, listen, this is the scum! He was madly in love with her but now he's more heartless than anyone.

Fortunately you divorced in time!"

Lyra pursed her lips and didn't say anything.

Her eyes, once clear and bright, now were as deep as dead silence and stared at Melvin who was not

far away.

"Melvin! How could you do this to me! I love you so much ..."

Originally, Charlotte was full of hope to be brought out of prison. Now seeing his desperate and cold

face, her desperation and resignation were almost reaching their peaks.

Melvin's face did not change.

In front of the crowd who was whispering, he said, "Charlotte, I'm telling you for the last time. My love is

Lyra. She was, is and will always be my love. Since you were sentenced, you should stay in jail and

repent of your sins!"

As he spoke, he took out his cell phone and contacted Chad.

Unbeknownst, these words completely stirred Charlotte's emotions.

She covered her head and screamed in a frenzy. Her voice was shrill and piercing, which was shrilling

and horrible.

"I just love you. What's my crime!? It's all because of this bitch. This bitch takes you from me! If it

wasn't for her, you would have been with me in the first place. And there wouldn't be so much trouble

now! She put me in jail. I won't let her get away with this. I'll kill her!"

Her scarlet eyes glared at Lyra, and suddenly her eyes were filled with murderous intent as she fished

out a knife that she prepared from her sleeve and quickly rushed towards Lyra.

"I'll kill you! Bitch! Go to hell!"

Lyra looked at the approaching madwoman, and she was unmoving and unperturbed.

Cody and Melvin were among the first to block in front of Lyra, followed by Eleven, Twelve, Fifteen and

Seventeen who rushed into the ballroom.

Charlotte could not even touch a piece of her clothing before she was controlled by several

bodyguards.

She can only shout and make threatening gestures, "Bitch, just wait! I won't let you get away with it

even if I'm dead! Do you think I'm the only one who hates you? There are so many people in this world

who want to kill you! Even if you can't die by me, you will die by someone else's! I'm waiting for that

day!"

Her words caused Lyra's eyes to narrow.

From what she said, Charlotte should know something else.

Eleven turned his head to Lyra, "Miss, what to do with it?"

"Evacuate the crowd and let the party go on. Take Charlotte away!"

Hearing that she was going to be taken away, Charlotte struggled desperately, "Ah! You bitch, you're

the reason of my suffering. Do you want to take me back to continue the torture? I won't leave! I won't

go! I won't go even if I die!"

Seeing that Lyra's bodyguards were tall and big, and not easy to deal with, Ashley hurried to speak out

as well, "Lyra, she is a escaped prisoner. No matter what she did, she should be handed over to the

police. You can't take her away or lynch her!"

Some people agreed, "That's right! We're in a legal society. Your men are not police officers, so why

take her away!?"

"Yes, you can't take her away. Hurry up and call the police. Let the police officers do this!"

The crowd was in disarray, and instead of leaving, they gathered even more densely.

Lyra moved around to watch and guard, and her eyes finally settled on Ashley who looked extremely

arrogant.

In order to act this play today, did she specially find those people beforehand to guide public opinion?

Oh, that was a bit of fun.