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Chapter 471 She is imprisoned and has a mental problem
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The moment when she made up her mind, she clenched her hands, took advantage of Shane's wandering, turned around and ran for the closed door on the right rear.

Even Chad was stunned and did not realize what happened.

"Lyra!" Shane was the first to come to his senses and immediately raised the gun in his hand. The bullets already loaded.

He was impatient and about to pull the trigger on Lyra.

At the critical moment, a pair of hands clutched her his with such a force that his gun was deflected.

He turned his head to see that it was Malcolm who hurriedly arrived and was glowering at him with coldness and hostility.

"Mr. Malcolm ..." "Dare to raise a gun against my wife? Are you tired of being the deputy director of National Investigation Bureau?" After the words, his aura became more and more appalling, and he directly grabbed the gun from Shane's hand and slammed it on the ground.

With him around, Shane lost his air of superiority.

Lyra glanced at Malcolm who arrived just in time, decisively twisted the doorknob, pushed the door open and rushed into the darkened room.

The moment when she turned on the light, she looked inside the room and was stunned.

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Chad, who came up after her, stood by the door just like her and was surprised by the situation inside the room.

There was no furniture in the room, not even a bed.

The woman with messy black hair was lying on her side against the wall.

Her neck was chained with a heavy iron collar, and her wrists and ankles were chained with chains that went all the way to the wall.

Because of the bondage and captivity, the her skins had some hideous blood marks. Obviously, she had experienced a violent struggle before.

Her long and messy hair covered her face, and because of the glare coming in, she was trembling and shrinking back against the wall in fear, which looked very pathetic.

Lyra gasped, felt frightened and did not dare to go up to confirm the identity of the woman.

She was afraid that if she was really Melissa, she wouldn't be able to control her desire to kill Shane, the beast.

She was even more grateful that in today's mission, Keith did not follow. If he saw this situation, probably he would be mad on the spot.

Just as she froze, Chad walked over and crouched down at the woman's feet.

Sensing someone approaching, the woman trembled even more, as if he was a dreadful monster.

Chad whispered to comfort, "Don’t be afraid. | won't hurt you. Mr. Malcolm will help you!" As he spoke, he carefully lifted the woman's hair.

Her face was as pale as the sick, and her eyes that were once clear, simple and good-looking, had become hollow and lifeless.

After seeing that it was Chad, Melissa was stupefied.

Something seemed to be wrong with her mental state? The moment when Lyra saw that it was really Melissa, Lyra's eyes were red with pain, and her hands were clenched, shaking uncontrollably.

Shane and Malcolm were standing in the doorway watching.

Shane looked calm at the situation in the room, and opened his mouth to explain.

"Melissa She..." Snap-- A heavy slap interrupted his unspoken words.

"Shane, you're not human! Imprisoning your sister. You're a monster!" Lyra was furious. Seeing that he froze and did not dodge, she slapped him again in the same place.

With anger and martial arts, she slapped him twice in the face with the full force. The corner of Shane's mouth cracked and oozed with blood. And there were swelling marks on his face.

With Malcolm's presence, his fists were clenched and he suffered without a word.

Lyra raised her hand again. She hated that she couldn't help Melissa just kill her beastly brother.

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She didn't slap him the third time before Malcolm stopped it, "Okay Rara, let's hear what he has to say first." Malcolm took her into his arms and soothed her.

He also helped her gently rub her palm, which was slightly red because of the slapping.

Shane pursed the corners of his mouth, wiped off the blood at the corners of his mouth, and re-explained, "The doctor has checked her and said Melissa some time ago had serious fever and cold. It affected the nerves in her brain, so she has mental problems. She has a tendency to self-harm. I'm afraid she will hurt herself again, so she is locked in the penthouse. And | asked a special doctor to look after an do the treatment.” What he said was full of bullshit. Lyra didn't believe him at all.

"Melissa had only been back for a short time, and before she returned, Keith had taken her to the hospital for a physical and she was in good health." "And, because she grew from the orphanage, she is always able to endure more than others and has a stronger physique than the average girls. It's been only a week that she would have a mental breakdown and a tendency to self-harm." "Shane, you think I'm going to believe that you didn't do anything?" Faced with her logical questions, Shane was baffled.

He was about to explain again when Lyra didn't want to give him a chance to speak and looked at Malcolm, "Honey, as the deputy director of the National Investigation Bureau, Shane imprisoned his own sister and deliberately broke the law. Shouldn't he be taken into custody for questioning? If it is true, give a heavier punishment?" Malcolm nodded, "Theoretically, even if they are blood relatives, they do not have the right to imprison in chains and restrict each other's freedom.” Shane continued, "Mrs. White, | can't afford the crime of illegal confinement. If you don't believe me, ask a doctor to identify Melissa's mental problems. | locked her in the penthouse out of healing and love. What's wrong with that?" Lyra glared at him viciously, but couldn't argue with that.

She steadied her mind and thought calmly.

In this case, Melissa's psychiatric evaluation was paramount.

In the Callahan family, all of whom were Shane's people, who were not going to help Melissa tell the truth.

Only when Melissa was mentally sane would they know exactly what she had been through and what Shane had really done to her.

She said decisively in a clear and organized manner, "Well, then, I'll ask the National Investigation Bureau to take Melissa away for a fair and impartial psychiatric evaluation. It's no problem, right?" Shane looked aghast and decisively refused, "Mrs. White, Melissa can't leave here. She's gotten much better recently under the doctor's care and if she leaves this room she'll go crazy and self-mutilate.” Lyra was very determined, "I will not believe a word of your bullshit. Any identification needs to be done by notary doctors. If it's done again, I'll believe. To take Melissa and wait for the results of the psychiatric identification, before you can return your innocence. Do you understand?" "Mrs. White..." Shane tried to stop it, but Lyra didn't want to listen to him anymore and immediately instructed Chad, "Remove the chains and take Melissa away." REST Chad carried a small tool in his uniform, easily unlocked the locks on all the chains, picked up a Melissa who was muddled, and headed out.

Several soldiers immediately came forward to help support and quickly leave the penthouse.

Lyra turned her head and walked away, uneasily following.

Malcolm was still standing in the same place. His voice sounded cold and deep as he said to Shane, "Before the matter is clearly investigated, it is a fact that you imprisoned your sister. Recently all your missions are suspended. You are not allowed to go anywhere, waiting for the order at home. Do you have any comments?" Shane's jawline was tensed. He licked his teeth, and could only resign himself to saying, "No comment. It's all up to you." Receiving his affirmative answer, Malcolm stopped lingering, turned his head and left, and several people quickly left the Callahan family.

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