The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 188

"So it's you! How did you get in?"

Lyra elegantly played with her nails and replied lazily, "I just let my bodyguard inform the housekeeper and walk in directly from the front door."

The housekeeper let her in?

The old housekeeper who had been with her family for so many years had been bribed so quickly?

Ashley glared at her with indignation.

Lyra guessed what she was thinking and said, "It's called loss of supporters. Today is the day your family fell from power. Of course they know what to do."

Ashley was so angry that she gritted her teeth and stood up from the floor, "You bitch! You've gone too far! You think the Harrington family will fall easily if you harm us in this way? You are dreaming!"

"Harm you?"

Lyra sneered, "That's not harm. I'm just bringing your family's dirty things out into the open. If you’re innocent, you can’t be afraid of these things."

"You!"

Ashley was furious, but Lyra was right. For the news about the Harrington Group and the things between Elizabeth and Warren, they just asked for it!

Behind her in the room, the screams grew more and more disastrous.

"Ah! Warren how dare you do this to me!? it’s domestic violence! I'll sue the hell out of you! Let you and your mistress got shot!"

"... is killing me. Warren is killing me! Help me! Ashley come and save mommy!"

Elizabeth was beaten by her husband and howled at the top of her lungs.

Ashley was about to go downstairs to confront Lyra when she heard that something was wrong inside and rushed into the room to stop them.

But she went in as if to no avail, and soon there was a lot of noise inside again.

Lyra came over today and didn’t bring many people, only Twelve and Nineteen.

It was too noisy upstairs. She frowned slightly and rubbed the tips of her ears elegantly, "You two go up and persuade. And then bring everyone down."

"Yes."

Twelve and Nineteen went upstairs quickly.

Warren was punched directly to unconscious by Nineteen and was pulled to the downstairs.

Elizabeth and Ashley followed them down the stairs.

Elizabeth's hair was dishevelled. After all, when men and women were fighting, there was power disparity. Both her cheeks were swollen. And the corners of her mouth was still bleeding. The tears on her face were not dry yet.

Ashley went in but was slapped by Warren by mistake.

Lyra asked Twelve to bring small sofas and place them across the coffee table. And then she let the three sit on separate sofas.

The housekeeper and servants of the Harrington family gathered around the door to see what was going on.

They were surprising to find that Lyra was sitting in the main seat, and she seemed more like the hostess of the place than the Harringtons, occupying an absolutely dominant position.

She gently lay back and leaned lazily against the back of the sofa. Then she gazed at each of them three opposite. And her long and fair hands applauded gently.

"It was wonderful to have me watch such a big family drama early in the morning."

Elizabeth's face was so swollen that it hurt when she moved her mouth. She straightened her hair while glaring at Lyra with indignation.

Ashley was also staring at Lyra and said first, "Don't think that the Harrington family is so easily screwed up. I won't just let it go! I'll get it all back from you in the future! Don't get too cocky!"

Lyra laughed at that, "You're looking for me to get it back? Unfortunately, I'm afraid you don't have that chance."

Ashley was stunned by her cold and arrogant gaze, and she was inexplicably balked.

"What do you mean?"

Lyra looked at Twelve, but her words were addressed to Ashley, "Here, look at the gift I have for you."

Twelve walked up and put a copy of the information to the table.

"Miss Harrington, this is the evidence that you allegedly kidnapped and tried to kill Hannah, the trainee of the reality television talent show at that time. This is the evidence that you embezzled $8.8 billion of the Freeman group. Now that Miss Carroll is in charge of the group, she has the right to recover the money from you. And this one is your ..."

Twelve’s statement was about five-minute long to count Ashley's private deeds.

Ashley looked at the pile of paper in shock.

How long had it been since this bitch discovered her things?

She was not convinced!

She rushed to the table and shredded the papers, as if to vent her anger. She used much force to do it, even her expression was incomparable grim.

Lyra just quietly watched her tearing, and when she was done, she said calmly, "Miss Harrington likes to tear things so much. I have specially prepared a lot of copies, so you can continue."

Nineteen quickly put a large cardboard box that had been placed behind the sofa, onto the table, opened it in front of everyone, grabbed the stack of papers inside and threw them at the heads of the Harrington family.

Twelve also came over to do it together with Nineteen. A few moments later, the floor of Harrington Manor’s spacious living room was full with papers.

Ashley was so angry that she couldn't say a word.

Lyra's beautiful eyes was smiling. Her voice was very gentle, "Continue to tear. If you don’t continue today until your hands are ruined, you’re not allowed to get out of the door."

"You!"

Ashley had been defeated by her for the first few times. And what she said made her tremble. Since Warren was still conscious, she could only ask Elizabeth for help.

"Mom! You must save me. She has so much evidence in her hands. She will not let me go easily!"

At this time, Elizabeth had wiped off the blood from the corner of her mouth, combed her hair, and managed to regain her usual able-woman's demeanor.

She touched Ashley's face and turned her head to glare viciously at Lyra.

"So what if you have all this so-called evidence. Last time you brought a bunch of people and I couldn't beat you, but today you only brought two."

She sneered evilly, "Now that you're here, don't think you can easily walk out of the door!"

Having said that, the bodyguards of the Harrington family were signaled to quickly come down from various places throughout the house. All together, there were thirty bodyguards filling the living room.

Since Lyra broke into the house last time, Elizabeth had learned her lesson and purposely recruited an extra group of bodyguards.

She never thought it would come in handy so soon.

Even if the Harrington Group's stock had plummeted recently and she had suffered heavy losses, so what? As long as she was still around, the Harrington family's connections in Frayton would still be there, and the Harrington family will be able to rise from the ashes sooner or later!

She was very proud of herself, "Last time you smashed my limousine and hurt Ashley with a dagger. Today you came here uninvited. I'll stab a hundred holes in you first! Go!"

The Harrington family’s bodyguards immediately runshed forward.

Twelve and Nineteen quickly blocked in front of Lyra.

Lyra laughed lightly. Her cold eyes scornfully stared at Elizabeth's, "Mrs. Scott, you don't really think I came here unprepared for anything?" She lifted her hands and clapped twice.

The doorway, which was originally surrounded by servants, suddenly made a way out consciously.

Elizabeth and Ashley had a bad feeling and looked over towards the door.

A man, who was in solemn military uniform, with evil and handsome looking, walked in with a strong and oppressive aura.

And a group of police officers behind him quickly ran forward and surrounded the entire room.