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One after the other, the two went to a secluded corner of the back door of the villa.

Nineteen: "Mr. Freeman, you're so careful. What are you going to say?" "You don't have to pretend in front of me. | know you have a purpose for following Lyra around." Nineteen's face instantly became incomparably sinister.

"Since you've noticed, I'm sorry!" He quietly reached his hand back to his waist, took out a small knife, and quickly stabbed Melvin in the throat.

Melvin took half a step back keenly.

Within just three moves, he subdued Nineteen.

Nineteen's hands were clamped behind his back with such force that Nineteen felt her arms were dislocating and her face was wan with pain.

"You can kill me. | can't finish the mission given over there anyway. | will die sooner or later." Melvin laughed lightly and let go of him, "Why should I kill you? I just wanted to talk to you. I'm not interested in you." Nineteen can't figure it out.

"Don't you love Miss Carroll very much? I'm the one sent over to harm her, so why don't you do something about it since you've known me?" Melvin's dark eyes stared at him soberly, "You like her, don't you?" Nineteen instantly blushed.

"No, no ... how could II" Melvin had always been a good judge of men.

Since realizing that he was in love with Lyra, he found that he had gained an additional skill of being able to tell from the way a man looked at Lyra if the other man was thinking about Lyra.

"You just like her. Otherwise you wouldn't hide for so long without doing anything to her. You don't have to hide. You tell me the plan over there. Maybe | have a way to help you solve it." Nineteen stared at him and was suddenly attracted in by his aura.

He knew that Melvin was not a simple man, and it seemed that now there was no other way out for him than to tell Melvin and work out a solution.

He could only choose to trust Melvin once.

"Three days later in the evening, they want me to lure Miss Carroll to the abandoned warehouse ... it's outside the city in the eastern suburbs of the forest. This time they set up a lot of ambushes. The man in black Miss Carroll has been checking will also appear. If Miss really goes there, she will be fraught with grim possibilities." He sighed and continued, "Miss is the only one who treats me sincerely. | really can't bear to harm her, but | have to die if she doesn't die. They are watching me closely. | can't get away. | don't know what can you do?" Melvin pondered for a moment. His dark eyes were calm and steady.

He continued, "Tell that you will arrange it. | will keep this matter a secret for you at Lyra's place. And you don't have to tell her about it." "Huh?" Nineteen was confused, "Then in three days ..." Melvin's dark eyes looked solemn, "I'll go." In the afternoon, Melvin didn't go out.

He leaned the entire villa.

It was almost time for Lyra to leave work. He went to the kitchen and started preparing dinner.

This was the last few days to stay by her side. He wanted to prepare dishes for her every day.

When he left, even if she won't miss him, her stomach should remember him, right? He thought and smiled unconsciously.

The sound of receiving a text message suddenly rang.

At first glance, it was from Chad, and the content had only one exclamation point.

Melvin's smile faded and turned solemn.

This was the code word for something very urgent.

He looked at his watch. There were still forty minutes before Lyra got off work, so he quietly drove to the outskirts where Anthony was being held.

Chad was standing right by the highway pacing back and forth, waiting specifically for him.

Seeing Melvin's car coming, Chad anxiously ran closer and got into the passenger seat.

Leaning close to his ear, Chad said in a very low voice, "Boss, someone in Suham ... is here!" Melvin's brows furrowed.

Why did this person come at this time? With a serious look on his face, he started the car again and drove towards the meeting place Chad said.

Soon, he arrived at a deserted construction site. And one after the other, he went with Chad into the most isolated and dilapidated house.

Just as Melvin and Chad went in, Lyra received a phone call from Eleven.

Eleven reported Melvin's strange whereabouts, word for word, to Lyra.

Lyra wondered, "Where did he go? Did you see who else was in there? What did they say?" "No, | found that this site is guarded within 50 meters. And there are a lot of people in the dark. | can not approach.” Lyra was silent for a moment.

Who did he want to see when he suddenly ran to an abandoned site? Surprisingly, there were still people guarding. He really got a big secret.

"Okay | got it. I'l go over there later and check it out." Meanwhile, Melvin entered the broken house with Chad.

There were already three men standing in the room.

The man at the head was in his forties, and when he saw Melvin enter, he had a smile on his face and bent his head respectfully toward him.

"Hello, young master." Melvin's expression was grim, "Charles, what is it?" The man he called Charles gradually became serious and began to elaborate, "There is internal turmoil in the clan. We need you to set out immediately and go back with me to call the shots." Immediately? Why so hurried? He didn't even think about it, "No, | have personal business to take care of in Frayton. I'll be back on my own in a few days." Charles’ face was getting grave, "Young master, this is an emergency recall order. You must come with me. Mr. Freeman said, this is your best chance to regain trust and wield power!" Melvin was silent.

He thought he would be able to stay with Lyra for the last seven days.

He didn't think even seven days would be a luxury.

He forced down the suffocated feeling in his heart and remembered again the plan that Nineteen said in the morning.

"Give me three more days. | have one last thing to do, and then | will go back and ask forgiveness." Charles was sullen, "Young master, you know how strict your family rules are, and what punishment you will receive for breaking the emergency recall order!" Melvin was composed, "I know. Stranding for three days, and get whipping thirty times." He undid his tie with one hand. His bony fingertips once again wrapped around the buttons to remove his shirt and suit at the same time, and tossed them to Chad.

"Boss..." Chad steadily caught his clothes with worry in his eyes.

What if he can't survive and the virus that was suppressed in his body came back! Melvin ignored him. He turned around indifferently and got down on one knee. His wide and smooth back muscles were extra straight. And his tone was a bit brutal.

"Come and whip." Charles let out a long sigh, "Mr. Freeman really knows you well and knows you must be lingering and refusing to go back immediately.” A bodyguard standing quietly aside stepped forward and handed over a dark black box.

Charles slowly opened it and took out the whip that was brought over from his family.

The whip was long and dark, inset with gold wire. And the body of the whip was covered with fine and small barbs. Without the full force of the whip holder, it can cause blood easily, which was the extremely strict family discipline.

"Young master, the family unrest is urgent. | ask you one last time. Do you really want to stay for three days?" Melvin didn't hesitate, "Yes." "Then you can not blame me. The rules can not be violated. I ... can't help you." Melvin replied with a soft "hmm".

In fact, he was extremely unconvinced by these rules.

When he finished those old guys in the clan in the future, he would be completely in power. And the first thing to do was to abolish the family rules that were obstinate and old-fashioned! He was pondering when a harsh wind-breaking sound rang out behind him.

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