The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin)

Chapter 292 I don't beat women, but you're worse than a beast

"Don't call me Keith. I'm sick of it! Irene. If you dare to do anything to Melissa, I won't spare you!"

He shook off Irene's hand and ran wildly down the stairs.

Irene looked at his back. Her features twisted, and she felt extremely partial.

In a fit of anger, she dropped the huge vase in the aisle.

She knew it well in her heart.

Lyra this bitch escaped it tonight, but her brother's reputation was completely destroyed! The Frazier

family could be in a lot of troubles!

But none of this matters was important to her anymore!

Even if she can't ruin Lyra, she'll ruin Melissa at least!!!

Behind her, Jane was handling the media in Garrett's room.

Oscar had already gone downstairs to deal with the things in the garden. They didn't even have time to

take out the giant tower cake, and most of the guests already couldn't stand the exciting image on the

big screen and insisted on leaving.

Irrespective of this, Irene ran down the other staircase like a madman, intending to get ahead of Keith

and take a shortcut to fix Melissa herself.

...

Just now, Melissa raised a glass of juice with a few members after the performance and had a sip of

juice in the Butterfly Girls' backstage room.

Who knew that it was only a few minutes before her whole body started to get hot, and she forced

herself to endure the uncomfortable feeling, intending to go to the bathroom.

She walked down the aisle, felt muddled and held on to the wall. Then she was carried directly to the

basement by a rugged-looking and bearded man ...

The basement door was closed, and every now and then a subtle sound came from it.

Irene arrived in a hurry with five bodyguards and a camera, intending to take a nude photo of Melissa.

The door opened and she was greatly disappointed by what was inside.

Melissa, against the wall, whose eyes were scarlet, held a bloodied steel rod in her hand. Although she

was shaking all over her body, she remained resilient.

The original performance clothes on her body were torn everywhere, but her eyes were resolute and

not wretched at all, but also with a ruthlessness of the same.

Just now, she only drank a sip of juice with medicine. The effect of the drug was not strong, and she

can still barely maintain the last little bit of wakefulness.

"What's going on? I can't believe they haven't even started yet?"

Irene was furious.

She even had to wonder if she had been in a bad luck lately and everything was going wrong!

The man who had been bruised and battered by Melissa was tentatively approaching Melissa, and

when he heard Irene's voice, he hastily limped over to Irene.

"Miss, this woman is too fierce and strong. I really can't beat her!"

"Waste!"

Irene slapped him in the face, glared at Melissa who was in the corner with malicious eyes, and

shouted at the bodyguards behind her.

"All together, rape her! One million dollars each!"

Hearing this, several bodyguards' eyes were like wolves and rushed towards Melissa.

"Don't come any closer! Don't!"

Melissa frantically waved the stick. She could not stand several bodyguards at the same time on the

force, so the weapon was instantly taken away.

She was in a state of extreme panic and despair.

But she would rather die than be raped by these filthy men!

She held on to her last breath, intending to bite her tongue to commit suicide.

But before the group of bodyguards could touch her fair shoulder, they were kicked to the ground by

the arriving Keith, and their arms were broken on the spot.

Immediately after, it was the second, third ... fifth bodyguard was dropped.

Wails and screams rang out, one after another.

Irene, who was leaning in the doorway and crossing her hand arms, didn't react when she realized that

all the bodyguards were downed, and she didn't even see Keith's strike.

Keith crouched down and quickly took off his suit, wrapping Melissa's torn clothes tightly around her.

His large hand pinched her face hard, forcing her to open her mouth and not bite her tongue.

"Melissa, it's me! Sorry, I'm late!"

Melissa was still struggling desperately, and when she heard his familiar bass, the last breath she was

holding on to finally slackened off and she fell into his arms, crying.

Keith carefully patted her back to soothe her out-of-control emotions.

But he was also on the verge of a rage. His eyes were cold and the breath was appalling.

Irene's last sanity was burned clean at the sight of the two getting intimate.

She rushed up and desperately pulled Keith, trying to pull the two apart. Her expression was extremely

twisted.

"Why are you doing this to me!? Why! I love you since I was a kid. It was so hard to get engaged to

you, but you turn me away again and again. You're always been nicer to other women than me! Keith,

what makes you treat me like this!?"

As if getting angrier, she hammered Keith's arm frantically with her hand. Her features were distorted

and her whole heart wrapped tight with jealousy.

Keith did not move. His eyes became more and more gloomy, and when he could not stand it, he

slapped her hard in the face.

Irene was a domineering little princess in her family. And she was completely unable to sustain his

strength, so she fell on the ground by the slap.

This slap hit her so hard.

Half of Irene's face was stamped with bright red swollen mark, and blood was dripping from the corners

of her mouth.

She was stupefied by it, covering her face, "You hit me? You actually hit me?"

Keith's pupils were stormy, and when he looked at Irene, he was as sick as if he had swallowed

hundreds of flies.

"I never hit women, but you, you're worse than a beast!"

He finished sorrowfully, and with his arms, he picked up Melissa who was becoming increasingly

unconscious, and turned around and left the basement.

"Keith! Keith ..."

Irene reached out to grab his suit pants, but was unable to do so, and could only watch as Keith carried

Melissa away.

"Ah!" She covered her head and screamed like crazy.

Half a month of planning was all screwed up. She was almost collapsed!

...

Keith came out of the villa, carried Melissa back to the car and told the driver to look after her for a few

minutes before turning around and re-entering the villa.

The situation in the garden had stabilized quite a bit.

Oscar condescended and apologized to each other to make amends before pulling many guests back

in, but still a small number of guests had left.

The party, which had started for a few minutes, was messed up.

Everyone had different thoughts.

Keith's breath was cold as he walked into the garden, stood straight up on stage, took the microphone,

and said without hesitation to the guests below him on stage, with the bass voice.

"I, Keith, announce today in front of everyone that I am officially breaking off my engagement with

Irene. And all of my businesses will be forever cut off from the Frazier family!"

"The Frazier family, in the future, mind yourself!"

He finished the last sentence in anger, slammed the microphone on the spot and left angrily.

The microphone was dropped to the floor with a dull thud, followed by the harsh squeak of electricity.

The atmosphere was set off again.

The guests on the floor, who had just been stabilized by Oscar, exploded once again because of his

words!

Outside the main gate.

Malcolm slowly walked out with Lyra who was in his arms and was about to get into the car when he

heard a solemn announcement from Keith.

Lyra gave a thumbs up: "Keith is so dominant! That is my brother!" Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

"Yes, it's called like sister, like brother!" Malcolm smiled lightly, placing her carefully in the back seat of

the car.

Lyra consciously moved inside and let him sit in.

As the car door closed, the noisy sounds of the Frazier family were cut off.

Chad acted as the driver, turned on the engine and headed for Lyre Spiti.

Lyra was actually a little curious about what just happened.

With sly eyes, she turned her head and asked, "Mel, what made you so sure when you were at the

door to Garrett's room that it wasn't me in there?"