Chapter 574 Disfigure and turn the richest woman into my ve


    More than ten minutester, several ck vans had stopped in a suburban scrap nt.


    Lyra was carried by bodyguards and ced in an abandoned house in the nt.


    It was very dusty inside and Lyra was put on the floor, lying on her side.


    The bodyguards turned to leave, but nced at the half of her face that was originally pressed against


    the dirt on the ground, as if it had slightly moved.


    They turned back inexplicably and fixed his eyes on it.


    Well, it should be an illusion.


    They left the house, closed the door and left it unlocked, leaving four bodyguards to watch her.


    Anne was talking to Paul in front of the empty space of the nt.


    Paul looked sullen, could not bear to say harsh words to her and only dared to whisper usations,


    "Why do you have to tie her? Do you want to kill her? After all, she is the richest woman in Crana. Her


    status is extraordinary. Her husband is Malcolm White. We''re still in Crana. If there is any ident, I


    can escape but can''t protect you."


    To kidnap and take Lyra away, Paul actually refused it. However, it was not convenient to talk more on


    the phone, so he can only act first in ordance with her wishes.


    Although he was questioning, his tone was very gentle.


    Anne, however, seemed to be sacred by him and her eyes were watery.


    "Sweetheart, why are you crying? I don''t mean to scold you. I''m just worried about your safety."


    A tear from Anne disturbed Paul''s whole heart.


    He hurriedly hugged her into his arms and coaxed her with gentle words.


    Anne whimpered and exined in an aggrieved manner, "You don''t even know how Lyra bullies me


    these days. I came all the way to Crana to find her because she stole my business. She purposely


    ignored me for two or three days, and, look at me."


    She tilted her neck and showed him the red marks on her face from the p.


    The light was dim at night. Paul did not pay attention before. When he took a closer look, he found her


    face injured.


    "Babe, does it hurt? Did she hit you? Wasn''t she drugged out of consciousness?"


    Anne was crying pathetically and talked nonsense, "It happened before dinner. She pped me just


    because I am dissatisfied with her mistreatment of Mr. Collin and help Mr. Collin. She also cursed me. I


    said I am your girlfriend. She said she simply did not take you seriously. It''s really excessive. "


    Paul listened to her graphic story and became angry, "She really said that?"


    "Yes, she is too arrogant. Honey, face is the most important thing for a woman. I am a guest of the


    Lloyd family. She dares to hit me directly. This is equivalent to hit your face. You can not just let her go


    off."


    Paul stroked her slightly swollen half of her face, "I am at least the noble Earl of Owhi. You are my most


    beloved girlfriend. How can I tolerate her bullying you like this? It is indeed time to teach her a good


    lesson. What are you going to do?"


    Anne''s beautiful eyes as if quenched with poison, and she said the most vicious words with innocent


    voice.


    "I want to destroy her demon-like face with my own hands. Then change her name, take her out of


    Cran and turn her into a maid by my side. Let her do the most menial of jobs, so that she will willingly


    kneel at the feet of the woman she once despised the most and beg for mercy."


    Paul was dumbfounded.


    Anne''s impression in his heart had always been that of a naive, sweet little girl who could actually put


    forward so many vicious and torturous methods.


    "Anne, do you know what you''re talking about?"


    Anne suppressed the sharpness in her eyes and leaned into his arms in grievance, "I don''t want her life


    but turn her into my ve. This must be fun. Are you really not looking forward to it at all? The richest


    woman in the country will be my ve, and the reputation of the Owhil nobility will be recovered."


    Paul was sessfully persuaded by her, "You''re soft-hearted and cute. If I were you, I would definitely


    kill her directly, but you have to keep her alive."


    Under the moonlight, he and Anne kissed sweetly.


    After a sloppy kiss, Paul thought it toote to deepen the kiss, and Anne stopped him just in time.


    "Honey, it''ste. Let''s get it over with and get out of Crana tomorrow, okay?"


    "OK, it''s all yours."


    Paul took out a newly purchased dagger from his trouser pocket, "The dagger is quite sharp. Be


    careful. Don''t hurt yourself."


    Anne took the dagger and pouted and kissed his beard, "Paul, I love you."


    After getting the conditions to approach Lyra alone, Anne resolutely entered the locked house.


    A few bodyguards wisely closed the door and waited outside.


    Lyra seemed to be still unconscious, lying motionlessly on the ground.


    Anne crouched down in front of her, holding the dagger close to her face. The tip of the dagger was


    wandering over Lyra''s fair and smooth skin, but she was not in a hurry to strike.


    Lyra seemed to be awakened by a slight tingle in her face and slowly opened her eyes to meet Anne''s


    gaze.


    "Ms. Lloyd, you''re awake just in time."


    Lyra''s tone was unhurried, "You kidnapped me? What is it that makes you hate me so much?"


    "I do hate you. You''re so beautiful. It must be fun if your face is ruined." Anne''s eyes looked arrogant.


    She was no longer pretending to be innocent and simple.


    Her malicious intention was exposed little by little.


    Lyraughed, "I have no grudge against you but there is only one woman in this world who can hate


    me so much. That is Ethel, so who are you?"


    Anne gently raised her eyebrows, which was very disdainful, "Ethel is dead. The Lloyd family''s


    illegitimate daughter is worthy ofparison with me? I am Anne."


    Lyra didn''t believe it at all, "I''ve been at your mercy. You still won''t admit it?"


    Anne was insistent, "I am not so why should I admit it?"


    Her eyes looked fierce, and she aimed the dagger at Lyra again, "I will cut your face thirty times. Take


    you away when you''re disfigured. Change your name and be my ve. I want you to do the


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    dirtiest and most tiring work. Suffer thirtyshes every day and punish kneeling all night."


    The more she said, the more intense the hatred under in eyes was. Suddenly, sheughed out loud,


    which was maniacal to the extreme.


    "Lyra Lloyd, these are your means of abusing others. Later you will taste it yourself to know what it is


    like!"


    Lyra just stared at her and her eyes looked cold.


    Even if both of her hands and feet were tied, and Anne held a sharp dagger, there was still not a


    slightest panic on Lyra''s face.


    Her calmness andposure made Anne more and more angry as she looked at her and pinched her


    face.


    "What I hate the most is that you always act like you have everything under control and don''t take


    others into ount. But Lyra, what makes you act like this?!"


    "You were only born a little luckier than ordinary people. You are destined to have a sessful life.


    Everyone is in your favor. I don''t believe it. I will trample you into the mud, let you be Owhil


    untouchability, and you can never turn over!"


    Anne was excited and waved a dagger in her hand and tried to sh Lyra''s face.