The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin)

Chapter 106 A small gift she prepared

Hanging up the phone, Melvin instructed Chad and the others to return to their positions and wait for

orders, while he quickly rushed to the Freeman group.

It was already the end of the day, so there were not many people in the company. He went all the way

unhindered, directly up to the top floor of the president's office.

When he opened the door, the entire room's decoration was almost completely changed.

Unlike the black and white style he liked in the past, the sofa was green and the tablecloth of the coffee

table was also green.

He hated the color and subconsciously frowned.

And in front of the desk, there was a slender figure sitting with its back to him.

"Mr. Freeman, long time no see!"

Seemingly hearing him push in, the woman swiveled her chair and looked at him with a beaming smile.

"Surprised to see me sitting in your seat? Surprised?"

Melvin pursed his thin lips and stared at the woman in front of him for a moment.

He hadn't seen her for half a month. And her face seemed to be more and more beautiful. When

smiling, her red lips were always alluring, but the pair of eyes to him, was only cold.

After he looked for her for so long, now she appeared unharmed in front of him. He thought he would

be happy, but found himself unable to smile at all.

As he was watching Lyra, Lyra was also surveying him.

She hadn't seen him for a while, and he seemed to have lost a lot of weight. She didn't know what he'd

been through this time.

Seeing him staring at her with an obscure expression, Lyra hooked her lips in cold sarcasm, "I didn't

die. I also made the Freeman family bankrupt and became the one in charge of the Freeman group.

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Melvin didn't say a word, but his dark eyes locked on her.

Lyra was irritated by this stare from him.

It was clear that he had nothing, but he can still pretend to be indifferent to fame or gain.

But she intended to destroy it.

"Actually, it's not just that. Your fiancee Charlotte and Fred were both sent to jail by me, and now even

the Freeman Manor is mine."

She propped her hand on her chin, while her elbow was pinned on the desk. There was a reckless

smile on her delicate little face. They stared at each others.

Under her simple and charming expression, there was a dark and mean heart.

Melvin's face was chilly and very grave.

In order to find her, he searched for most a month in the mountain range between Frayton and the

neighbor city.

But what did she say to him in return?

Keith had brought in Collin's men to hunt him down, and had also thoughtfully designed to put the

Freeman family out of business.

It was unbelievable!

"Why?"

When he opened his mouth, his voice was a little low because of the fever he had a few days before,

and his dark eyes were filled with anger.

Instantly, Lyra' face turned cold.

As for the Freeman family bankruptcy, he didn't say anything.

It was true that only Charlotte whom he cared so much can make him react differently.

"You know in your own heart what you have done."

Melvin was baffled, with his eyes still glowing with anger.

Lyra ignored the anger in his eyes and remembered the surprise gift she had prepared for him. Her red

lips once again tinged with a smile.

"In order to celebrate your return, in addition to the Freeman family bankruptcy, I also specially

prepared a surprise gift for you!"

She unhurriedly took out an agreement from the drawer, and her long, slender fingertips gently pushed

it in Melvin's direction.

Melvin stepped forward, opened the agreement and read it carefully.

The content was simply outrageous!

He laughed and said with sarcasm, "What makes you think I would sign?"

Lyra took a sip of coffee leisurely.

"I was a full-time housewife in the Freeman family for three years before. Now I will return both the

Freeman group and the Manor to you if you work for me as a personal butler for a full year. This is a

good deal, right? Or do you think that you are not up to the task?"

Melvin sneered, "It won't take a year for me to get the group back."

Lyra applauded, "Well, of course I believe you have the ability, but your mother and sister have signed

employment contracts. You don't want to care about their lives?"

His face suddenly became cold and grim.

"Threatening me with them, don't you think that's a despicable tactic?"

Both had a strong aura, almost on par with each other.

"Why should I be merciful when dealing with your family of unreasonable people? You're the one who

didn't put yourself in the right position to think that you're still qualified to negotiate with me. You have

no other choice but to sign this agreement, because this is the debt you owe me for three years!"

The debt he owed?

It was because he had been cold and hurt her.

His ignorance caused her to be bullied by Fiona and Sheila for years, and Charlotte's affair ...

Melvin sounded dumb.

At first he thought Charlotte was the little girl who had saved his life years ago.

Charlotte wanted him to protect her, and he did so.

Charlotte wanted to be Mrs. Freeman, and he did so.

In this case, he really owed Lyra.

He wanted to divorce her a long time ago, but because of old Freeman, it was delayed and he owed

her three years of youth.

"Okay, I'll sign."

His bony hand took the pen on the desk and signed his name in the lower right corner of the agreement

without hesitation.

He thought that was the end of it.

But he didn't expect Lyra to take out another beautiful little gift box from the drawer, smiling, "This is

also for you. Open it and take a look?"

Melvin took it suspiciously, opened the lid, and inside lay a small thumb-length syringe.

The syringe was filled with an unidentified clear drug.

It seemed not a good stuff.

Seeing his brow furrowed, Lyra explained, "I know you're good at martial arts. I can't beat you, so of

course I have to defend myself."

It was really not a good thing!

Melvin's expression became even more grim as he stared intently at the tiny syringe.

Lyra seemed to see what he was thinking, "Don't worry. This is not a poison, but the injection will make

you weak in two months. You can't beat me, but you can still do the normal cleaning chores. When

inject, there will be a slight pain, and you need to inject yourself once every two months."

It was as if she was just recounting a commonplace event.

The smile on her face was as if she was discussing what to eat tonight.

She didn't care at all that Melvin's face was getting colder and colder, like a block of ice that can't be

melted.

A hint of danger erupted from Melvin's dark eyes, "Since you know you can't beat me. Aren't you afraid

you'll piss me off and I'll do it to you right now?"

Lyra waved her hand indifferently.

"Now your feet is under my territory. As long as you have any movement, all the bodyguards in this

building will rush in. I know you are very strong, can easily beat them. What about beat twenty of them?

Thirty?"

She paused and the corners of her mouth curled up, "Want to try?"

Melvin didn't say anything.

The two looked at each other, and they didn't yield.

"Once you are out of strength and knocked down, I will still have the injection on you. Don't forget. You

have signed the agreement. You have to listen to me. Whether you want to be forced by me to inject or

you have the decency to do it yourself, the choice is yours."