The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 213

Katelyn was slightly surprised to see that she was determined to leave, and could not say anything to let her stay.

"Okay, to leave this place is good for your mood. So how long do you plan to stay there? Will you come back?"

Lyra pondered, "Not sure, but it might be back."

Maybe she would go back to live in Frayton after she uncovered who harmed her in the Lloyd family.

After all, here was closer to Melvin.

As the two chatted, the wedding ceremony began.

Sheila, in a snow-white high-fashion wedding dress and wearing the most beautiful makeup, walked slowly into the church from the end of the red carpet.

Edward, who was standing right next to the priest, looked at her with deep affection, and the two of them looked at each other with eyes full of love.

The two completed the most important ceremony of their lives in the presence of the priest.

Fiona was moved to tears, and Lyra's eyes were red.

When she and Melvin got married, there was no wedding, no ceremony and no one to witness it.

After going to the Registry of Marriages for a certificate, Melvin was forced by the old Freeman to take a wedding photo with her.

She wondered if she would have the opportunity to wear a wedding dress again in her life?

After attending the wedding, Lyra went back to the cemetery the next day and carefully selected some nice white roses.

But this time, she was there to say goodbye.

She still followed the routine of the past six months and helped Melvin clean the thin ash and fallen leaves on his tombstone.

Her fingers gently stroked the photo on the tombstone, sketching the man's features carefully and keeping them firmly in mind.

"Mel, I have to go now. I don't know when I will see you next time..."

"The matter in Frayton is almost finished. Since the people who harm me already knew that I am in Frayton, as long as I am still alive, I am afraid they will keep coming to give me trouble. Instead of this, I should go back to Suham and fight with them to the end!"

The ruthlessness in her eyes flashed, and in an instant she daintily leaned her head against Melvin's tombstone.

"I really miss you. Every time I come to see you, I always feel sad. But you said you want me to be a happy and carefree and be the little princess of my family. So I have tried to hold back the tears."

"Recently the number of dreams about you has become less and less. I don't know why, but don't worry. In the future, my heart will only have you alone."

She fell asleep again.

She didn't know how long she had slept, but she didn't wake up until Keith came to pick her up.

"Lyra, it's time to go."

Lyra nodded silently and let Keith help her up. He wrapped his arm around her shoulders as they left the cemetery.

That day, a headlines aroused heated discussion!

Suham's top tycoon, the Lloyd family's youngest daughter not only did not die, but also announced a high-profile return, claiming that she was suspected of being kidnapped.

In front of the Angle Group's live camera, Lyra changed into a modest dress and makeup, smiled and greeted everyone, and simplified the sudden announcement of her death by the Lloyd family six years ago in a few words.

At the same time, the Freeman Manor, Weson Mansion and the Matthews House came the earth-shattering screams.

Sheila walked quickly upstairs and knocked on her mother's door.

"Mom, Lyra's last name is Lloyd, for God's sake! I'm glad I listened to her, otherwise the Lloyd family will have killed me! I'm so happy to have this person as my sister-in-law!"

"Ahem ..." downstairs, Edward reminded her, "Honey, it's the ex-sister-in-law."

Sheila instantly pulled a face at him, feeling regretful.

If Sheila had known that she was the Lloyd family's daughter, she would not have bullied her, and it was too late to flatter her.

In the room, Fiona heard it, but there was little expression on her face.

She was lost in thought, sitting on the balcony looking at the view. Her face was not yet dry with tears. Her hands were gently fondling a photo frame.

The photo in the frame showed her holding Melvin in swaddling clothes.

On the day of the funeral, Melvin's letter to her told her that he was not really of the Freeman family bloodline, informed her of Lyra's true identity, and cautioned her on how to play nice with Lyra in order to protect the Freeman family.

Long time ago, her son was sent to Suham by the old Mr. Freeman when he was a child, and she heard that he entered the National Investigation Bureau when he was ten years old for training, and only returned to Frayton when he was fifteen years old.

She never suspected that this son could be a fake, and always gave him her wholehearted maternal love.

However, this fake son had been doing his best to be dutiful to her, and she was grateful to him.

She still felt sorry for his death.

Weson Mansion.

Wesley slapped his thighs in chagrin.

No wonder he was tricked by that little bitch for several times. He couldn't find out her identity in no matter what way he had tried. He did not expect her to be the Lloyd family's daughter!

Katelyn and Jamie of the Matthews family, on the other hand, considered themselves lucky.

Fortunately, they took the initiative to build a good relation with Lyra. And Abigail did not break up with with Lyra because of Micah,.

Otherwise, once the Freeman family, now the Harrington family, it was estimated that they were the Matthews family's end.

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Two days later, Lyra was already on a plane back to Suham.

She chartered the entire first class cabin and no longer hid her identity in a veiled manner.

She looked out of the plane window at the Frayton, elegantly shaking the wine in her hand.

Thinking of someone in the cemetery, her heart was faintly reluctant.

Eleven a few bodyguards also got the benefit, sitting in the back row playing with their phones and browsing their social medias.

"Miss, do you know the big hit in Suham in the past six months?" This was asked by Seventeen.

Lyra shook her head.

She didn't like to surf the Internet, and usually only read about the recent situation of the Angle Group's artists.

Seventeen told her, "You don't even know how powerful the White family has been in the past six months. It has now surpassed the Lloyd family as the new richest family."

"Oh."

Lyra had little expression.

It seemed that her dad was not very powerful. It was so quickly that he was taken away from the position.

"It's okay. Since I'm back, I'll get back the richest position for dad again."

Seventeen gave her a thumbs up with a look of admiration and continued to gossip.

"I heard that six months ago, the old Mr. White's eldest grandson suddenly returned from the army. He only spent a month to snatch back the White family's power. Under his leadership, White Corp's revenue was raised to unprecedented heights over the past six months. Now he is Suham's sought-after existence. He is the man at the top of the pyramid. Everyone will call him Master Malcolm when they see him."

"Master Malcolm?"

Lyra's hand that was holding the red wine paused. There was a rare different expression on her face, and she asked more, "What's his name?"

"Malcolm White."

It was rare for Seventeen to see his own lady who was interested in other men in the past six months, "Does the lady also think this Master Malcolm is quite powerful?"

Lyra drained her red wine without saying a word.

But ...

"The Lloyd family and the White family's relationship is average, but not bad. How come I haven't heard much about this Malcolm before ?"

Seventeen: "I heard that although he is the old Mr. White's eldest grandson, his parents passed away in an accident when he was very young. In order to protect him, the old Mr. White sent him to the army for training from childhood."

Both parents were dead?

Then he survived alone in the White family. Indeed it should be quite difficult, and he was a poor man.