The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin)

Chapter 181 Punish to kneel for two hours

Anthony froze and became serious, "I have been busy with Security Agency during the day, so I did not

ask about last night's case. I really don’t know, but ..."

He spoke with a slight pause and stared at Lyra with apologetic eyes, explaining.

"I'm sorry Lyra, I didn't stop Bernard from taking you last night because I was angry with you and

caused you to suffer all night at the police department. But you have to believe that I haven't changed.

I'll always be your Anthony!"

In his excitement, he reached out to hold Lyra's hand.

"I certainly do believe you."

Lyra smiled, did not move his hand back, elegantly pin down the hair, "Right, my money isin the hands

of Harrington Group for too long. If I do not to get it back, I always feel upset. I need you to help me."

Anthony obliged, "Of course, as long as you want to do, I will help."

Lyra smiled with arched eyebrows.

The two made small talk for a while longer.

The meal lasted until 8 p.m.

Lyra refused Anthony's ride and drove back to Seaside Villa with Twelve and Nineteen.

As soon as she stepped into the back seat of the car, the warm smile on her face instantly froze and

turned cold.

The atmosphere inside the car was extremely solemn, which can freeze people.

Twelve and Nineteen sensed that she was in a bad mood and didn't dare to speak.

When she arrived at Seaside Villa, Lyra unexpectedly found that the living room light was on and asked

Fifteen to find out that it was her family Keith had arrived.

She opened the door and entered. Keith, sitting on the couch, had an odd expression.

"Keith, what's wrong with you?"

Keith's eyes blinked and he pointed to the phone in his hand and whispered, "It's Collin. He called you

and you didn't answer, so he called me."

Lyra instantly held her breath, and her little heart was pounding.

She had always been unafraid of anything, ans she could even dare retort her dad. The only and the

most afraid thing was her big brother Collin.

Seeing Keith's face look like this, Collin must be looking for her.

Lyra was almost reflexively weak in the stomach and legs, and said, "Keith, don't call him yet. I need

time."

"Lyra Lloyd."

Just as she finished speaking, her big brother's majestic and stern voice suddenly came over his cell

phone.

Shit!

Lyra was simply convinced!

It turned out that the phone had been connected to the line, but also was on the speakerphone!

He called her by her full name, which showed he was really very angry.

She can not avoid. Lyra took the phone with tremble, "Collin I was wrong. Don’t get angry ..."

"What did you do?"

On the other end of the line, Collin's voice was cold.

Keith held his breath, not daring to say a word.

Lyra thought about it for a long time.

Honestly, she didn't know, "If you say I’m wrong, then I’m wrong. Everything is wrong." All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

"Lyra Lloyd!"

It was a violent calling.

Lyra knelt down on the spot.

"Collin I really know I’m wrong. I am kneeling . Is it okay ..."

The man on the other end of the phone was silent for two seconds and said with suppressed anger,

"How many times have you been in police department? This time, you hit someone in front of so many

bar staff. Lyra Lloyd, you're really good! What if that person gets mad at you and wants to fight, and

you get hurt again?"

Lyra muttered and was a little unconvinced, but looked up and saw Keith who was signaling her not to

add fuel to the fire.

She softened her tone, "I was wrong. I wouldn't dare next time."

Yuck! She was not wrong. She'll dare do it next time!

Collin sighed, somewhat helplessly, and took two seconds to slow down before reverting to a cold tone,

"Since you're on your knees, kneel for an hour. Keith keep an eye on it, any comments?"

"Huh?"

She had comments!

With grievance, Lyra pouted, "Collin, I have the marble floor here. My knees will swell after kneeling ..."

"It seems that you still don't know the lesson, so it's two hours."

"Collin!"

Collin very cruelly continued to pronounce the sentence, "One more word from you and it's four hours."

Lyra gave in, "Fine! Just two hours. I'll kneel. I'll accept the punishment ..."

It was cold and ruthless!

Was all men in the legal and illegal worlds so harsh?

The phone finally hung up. She turned to Keith with great grievance, "Keith ..."

Keith gave her a reassuring look, "It's okay girl. You kneel. I'll stay with you."

To stay with her while sitting?

Keith was also heartless and uncaring!

Keith turned on his phone camera and pointed it at Lyra, "Kneel in a standard pose and look more

wronged. Be quick. I'll send it to Collin."

Lyra dutifully did as she was told.

After sending Lyra's miserable punishment photo, Keith took the pillow on the sofa behind him and

handed it to her, "Here, girl, this is soft. Put it under your knees."

Lyra took it, and hesitated a little, "Will Collin find out?"

"I won't tell him, and even if he finds out, it's okay. Collin is very soft-hearted towards you. He cares

about you like hell. I guess once I send that picture, he'll be heartbroken immediately."

Lyra pouted. Why did she not feel that Collin cared for her? And he said kneeling for two hours was the

penalty.

Keith squatted down to help her and gently continued his lesson.

"This time Collin is indeed very angry, but he is actually afraid that you are hurt. You are also really too

reckless. Next time do not do something impulsive again. To think thoroughly? Even if you have to hit

someone, you can't leave you trace, to ..."

As Lyra listened, she began to be distracted.

She couldn't listen to a single word of Keith's recitation, just like the monk reciting the scriptures.

Keith recited for fifteen minutes, "... girl, got it?"

Lyra nodded obediently, "Got it, got it!"

She felt bored and stared at the clock in the living room.

Only when she was punished, she hates time so much because it moved so slowly!

And, Lyra deeply felt that she was too much of a wimp in front of Collin!

From childhood to adulthood, when she made mistakes as a child, even her mother and father could

not fix her, but Collin could make her submissive!

Lyra was defiant, and next time, she'll not get punished as the Lloyd family's little princess!

When she met with Collin next, she will grab him by the lapels and say viciously, "You're the son of a

bitch who punishes me at every turn?"

Eh no! She can't call him the son of a bitch.

If Collin was the son of a bitch, so what had she become ...

Lyra mulled it over and before she knew it, two hours had passed.

Because of the soft pillow, her knee was only lightly red, except for a little sore back, which was quite

easy.

Keith removed the pillow and asked Lyra to take another pathetic photo of her holding her knees and

being unable to stand.

He sent it again and Collin's call came quickly.

Once the phone was connected, Lyra was complaining with a crying voice, "Collin you do not even feel

sorry for me. My knees are swollen. I can not stand. It hurts ..."

Collin was silent for a while, "Then next time we meet, I'll let you hit me twice to vent your anger?"

"Yeah, that's what you said. I recorded it all!" Lyra smiled badly.

And Keith laughed at this as well.

Good lord, Collin was cheated?