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Lyra immediately got up and went to the door.

"What's going on? Why are they arguing?" Eleven gasped: "In the morning, the Frazier family's Oscar and Jane personally came to visit. | didn't know what they said to Mr.

Reginald. Because of last night's event, Mr. Keith is already angry. | guess it's about the marriage contract and Miss Melissa ..." Lyra wrinkled her brows.

Dad already knew about Keith and Melissa? No wonder there was a fight! She had to hurry back lest Keith would lose in the argument and have to suffer! "Mel, I'll probably be back tonight." She said to Malcolm as she put on her shoes.

Malcolm got up, put the tablet down, and walked over to Lyra.

"Since it's a big deal, I'll go with you." Lyra didn't even think about it, "This is a family matter. It's not a good idea for you to go. Just stay home and rest and remember to take your medication!" Malcolm was a little upset, but said nothing more. He took down the white coat from the coat rack and helped her put it on.

"It's getting cold. Don't get a cold.” Lyra stood on her tiptoes, gave him a kiss on the cheek, and then took Eleven with her, rushing out the door to get back to Anning Hill.

Lyra's car had just pulled up to the top of the hill when she saw Melissa's figure standing in front of Reginald's villa and, pacing back and forth. She looked anxious as hell.

She got out of the car, walked over, and called out, "Melissa." Hearing her voice, Melissa immediately ran over to her.

"Lyra, your father sent someone to call Mr. Keith over at lunchtime. Now he's not out yet and they do not allow me to go in. | can only wait outside for news. | don't know how it is inside!" She grabbed Melissa's hand and patted it with relief, "Don’t worry. I'm here. I'll help Keith. I'll take you in." With Lyra's backing, the bodyguards at the entrance did not dare to stop them.

Douglas learned that she had returned and ran all the way from outside the hall to greet her in a panic.

Lyra asked, "Douglas, where's Collin?" "He and his wife are not in Suham recently. | don't know when they can return.” Lyra's face was stony, remembered that important thing, and turned her head to Eleven.

"Go contact Collin. If he doesn't answer the phone, call Kathleen and make sure he'll come back to Suham in two days. | have something for him." "Yes, Miss." Eleven turned around and immediately went on his errand.

Lyra held Melissa along and made her way to the entrance of the hall.

The door of the hall was tightly closed, and suddenly came the sharp clang of smashing cups. Apparently there was a lot of noise inside and the situation was not good.

She wrinkled her eyebrows and immediately pushed the door in, but Douglas stopped her.

"Miss, of course you can enter a place like the hall at will, but Miss Melissa is an outsider. She is not allowed to enter." Melissa didn't want to make things difficult for her and was very sensible, "It's okay. | won't go in. I'll wait outside for you to come out." Lyra nodded, and without further delay, immediately pushed open the door of the hall.

The hall.

Reginald sat at the top, with his chest heaving with anger. His muddy eyes were with the fierce light.

Claudia sat in a side chair as if it was none of her business.

Keith just stood in the middle of the hall, with his back straight. He did not feel he was doing wrong. No matter how Reginald yelled at him, he was determined not to kneel.

On his right shoulder and arm, there were covered in tea and water stains. Apparently the cracking of the teacup Lyra had just heard outside had been used by Reginald to hit Keith.

Because Lyra came in, the sound of arguing in the hall stopped.

Claudia glanced at her and snorted. The scorn and displeasure were written all over her face.

Reginald's tone softened a bit when he looked at her, "What brings you back? Came here on purpose to help Keith out?" "Dad, look at you. This is my home. Can't | come back to visit?" She said it, while taking out wet wipes to help Keith wipe the tea stains on his shoulder, "Keith, is the tea just boiled? Does it hurt? Unbutton a few buttons and let me see your shoulder." Keith shook his head, "It's just warm tea. It's not hot. Don't worry." Reginald grunted in discontent, which was a little jealous.

As soon as his daughter came back, she was concerned about her brother. Why didn't she ask him if he was okay and if he was angry with the bastard? Lyra heard that and immediately squatted to his feet. She put her hands on his leg where there was a blanket, raised her little face, smiling softly.

"Dad, you're always mild-tempered and never get angry. What's wrong with you today? How could you be so angry? And you hit Keith with a teacup?" Reginald was furious at the mention and gave Keith a look before saying, "He took the liberty of backing out of his engagement to the Frazier family. And he hooked up with that little actress when he knew he had a fiancée." "So much so that Oscar personally came to me in a low voice. He begged me to persuade the bastard not to deliberately work against their family and then ask him to help withdraw the headline." Keith's fisted in his sleeves, with veins bulging, "I'm polite enough without adding insult to them. They want my help. Perish the thought!" "You!!" Reginald was choked by coughing. His face turned red with anger and had a violent cough.

"Dad, take it easy. Keith is not unreasonable." Lyra hurriedly helped him to soothe his back and smooth his breath, and quietly winked at Keith, signaling not to add fuel to the fire.

Keith's face was grim and he didn't say anything else.

With Lyra's reassurance, Reginald gradually eased his anger.

She was about to start persuading, when her eyes glanced at Claudia’s delicate figure, "You go out first. | have something to say to my dad and brother." Claudia was gloating at the and was suddenly named and very unhappy.

"Lyra, are you trying to kick me out? I'm a part of the family. Is there something | can't hear in the hall?" Lyra gave her a cold stare, "So what? This is my own father and brother. | want to talk to them in private, what's your business?" Claudia choked up and couldn't talk her out of it, so she looked at Reginald for help and pouted, "Honey, look at her. She's calling me an outsider. Don't you even care?" Reginald's face softened and he helped Lyra, "Baby, she may really need to talk alone. You'd better go out first. Don't worry. With me around, no one dares to treat you as an outsider in the whole family." With what Reginald just said to her, if she did not leave, it was expected that Lyra would be sarcastic again.

Claudia stomped her foot in hatred and slammed the door.

Only when she had gone did Lyra look at Reginald and continue.

"Dad, you don't know. The reason why Keith hates Irene so much is she tried to get me killed several times in in Frayton.

Because the Frazier family is so powerful and helped clear her of all suspicions of the incident, | could never find much evidence to mention it." Reginald was slightly shocked, "I can't this happened." "Dad." Lyra massaged his legs, "Last night at Irene's birthday party, she took advantage of my conversation with Garrett. She knocked me out and tried to tie me to Garrett's bed. If | hadn't been alert, the main character you saw on the news during the day would have been me!" "What?!" Reginald was shocked and slapped the table. His anger was burning, "They're thinking I'm old and trying to muddle me through!" In the morning, the Oscars couple came over and said nothing about why their family was in trouble, but talking about Keith's remorse and cheating things, putting the blame on the Lloyd family.

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