The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 172

Was it because boss was divorced, that he fell in love to stimulate the mind of boss?

His knees sank almost instantly, and he had to kneel down on the spot, screaming in agony.

"Boss, I was wrong! I never dare to quietly fall in love again. Please forgive me this time ... or you punish me!"

"Who said anything about punishing you?"

Eh?

Brad's bent knee stopped midway. The posture was awkward. And his expression was obviously still puzzled, which was a little comical.

Melvin's face was expressionless. His eyes were serious, "I recently encountered a similar problem, so I called you to Frayton and asked you for advice."

The word "advice" was uttered. Brad had trepidation, and observed him for half a second. Seeing that he really did not mean to get angry, Brad tentatively said.

"My girlfriend has a good temper. She is gentle as water, but can not touch the bottom line. She will explode if I get her mad. As for making her happy well, it is nothing more than a small gift and attitude, and talking sweet. When she needs you, you can decisively come forward."

Melvin lowered his eyes and pondered for a while. His expression became increasingly grave, "Lyra herself is a rich woman. She simply does not lack money. She can buy any gift. She has seen more expensive and rare things . This one will not work."

Er ...

Was this meant he was going to chase after Miss Carroll?

Brad was instantly in trouble, too.

He heard it from Chad before, knowing that Melvin suffered a lot by Lyra. It can even be described to be abused badly.

This woman was hard-tempered and hard-hitting.

It was harder for Melvin to get her back than it was to pick the stars in the sky.

Brad scratched his head with a bitter look, "Or, has Miss Carroll recently tried to make something? You can quietly help her, and then pretend to expose, so that she knows you helped her and grateful to you."

Melvin thought hard about it.

Lyra was all about planning to put Harrington Group out of business these days, and he could indeed push from behind, but ...

"I'll help her, but letting her know won't be necessary. She doesn't like to owe favors and won't change her mind much because of it."

"So then, it doesn't make much sense for boss to do this ..."

The two men went silent at the same time.

The room fell into a brief silence.

Brad had a flash of light: "Given the current situation and Miss Carroll's temperament, the probability of you remarrying her is almost zero. Have you ever thought of facing her with your real identity?"

Melvin didn't speak. His dark eyes were obscure.

Brad continued: "You are aware of what Mrs. Freeman and Miss Freeman had done to her before. The relationship between these three women was stiff. Even if the previous debt are repaid, there is always a gap in the heart. As long as they are in, Miss Carroll is unlikely to consider remarriage. "

"You have an idea?"

Melvin raised his eyes to meet his, and Brad hurried closer and continued in a whisper, "I think you can fight for your life once."

"Life?"

"Yes, some people are very stubborn. They will only understand their own feelings after a complete loss, but this thing can not act, can not be false. Miss Carroll is very shrewd. It has to be true. In order to make her move, it is too dangerous. If you get it wrong, it can really get killed ... "

He paused and fell to his knees with a poof, manually begging for his life, "Whether you consider this option or not, don't give me up ah! I'm going to get a license with my girlfriend next month. Boss, I don't want to die yet!"

Melvin looked askance at his not promising look.

"It has nothing to do with you. It was my own idea. I will think about this matter again."

Brad was just barely relieved to get up from the ground.

The two talked for a while longer in response to this proposal before leaving the room.