After divorce I am a billionaire

"Okay, got it." Malcolm's tone sounded calm. What should calways had to come. But if Lyra knew it, she would probably feel unhappy for a while ...

Thinking about this, he immediately instructed Chad, "Call Keira over and have her accompany Rara on her pregnancy test.

Don't say anything more to Rara." "Yes." Chad immediately took out his phone and messaged Keira.

Within two minutes, Keira cup from the garage.

She was Chad's little follower. Chad was busy with various investigations these days. Keira had to follow all the way every time, and then obediently wait in the car for him.

Once Keira arrived, Malcolm looked serious and instructed her in a serious manner, "If Rara asks later, tell her that White Corp had an urgent business and | need to go the office.” "Oh, okay." After the arrangement, Malcolm immediately left with Chad.

The two of them returned to the White Manor in a short time.

Malcolm lowered his head and quietly thought about something the whole way.

When he reached the door of the hall, he instructed Chad again, "When | cout of the hall later, don't sendback to Lyre Spiti but your villa first for applying medicine." Applying medicine? Chad felt horrified to hear that.

So, was Malcolm thinking that if he entered the hall today, there must be something bad? While he was frozen in place, Malcolm had already gone inside, leaving him with a still-cold and arrogant back.

Chad looked at the solemn entrance of the ancestral hall and suddenly felt that the place was so appalling.

He was really afraid that something might happen to Malcolm, so he quietly sent a message to Keira before following him in.

Keira, who was sitting in the hospital's waiting room, saw the message and forced her way into the pregnancy test room.

"Lyra, something's happened! Mr. Malcolm has been called to the hall by the old Mr. White!" The hall was full of people, all waiting for Malcolm.

In addition to Travis, Albert and Ryan's family, there were several of the White family's elders.

When they saw Malcolm enter, all of them, except the old Mr. White, stood up and greeted him, "Mr. Malcolm!" With his head slightly lowered, he walked straight to the open space in the middle of the hall and politely greeted to the old Mr.

White together with Chad, "Grandpa." The old man grunted and stomped, ignoring them.

Malcolm knew that today he would be denounced so he did not sit but stood straight. Chad also stood with him.

Travis was the first to ask in a critical tone, "My dear cousin, | heard that you transferred all your shares of White Corp to your fiancee. And it was all over the news this morning.

"Yes." Malcolm bowed his head slightly and did not hide the fact or explain it.

"He admitted it himself! That's the share of White Corp! There are many people who can't even buy one percent of the loose shares even if they have money. And he casually gives them away to make a woman happy!" The more Travis said, the angrier he became, "He has failed to live up to the expectations you have placed in him! As the man in power of White Corp, the example of the White family, he has done such a ridiculous thing! In my opinion, he cannot be spared easily!" The old Mr. White's face looked sullen. When he looked at Malcolm, his muddy eyes were full of anger.

"Malcolm, I'm going to give you a chance to explain why you're doing this." Malcolm smiled slightly. His expression still looked noble and his tone was vaguely arrogant, "Travis is right. | just want to make Rara happy. So, | give it all to her." Once he finished his words, there were various sighs mixed with disappointment in the hall.

Chad stood quietly behind Malcolm and his palms were sweating in nervousness.

He wanted to help explain, but he did not know how to do so. After all, the shares and all his assets were indeed given out by Malcolm himself.

He could only put his palms together devoutly and pray that Lyra would cback soon and have a way to save Malcolm from the suffering.

Otherwise, according to the situation today, he was afraid that Malcolm's life would be in danger.

The atmosphere in the hall was appalling and heavy.

Because the old man did not speak, he looked very angry obviously and the other people did not dare say something.

Travis didn't hide the pleasure on his face and continued to add the trimmings, "I'm afraid he'll have to hand over his power after making such a big mistake this time, right?" "Moreover, it has to be doubled. Otherwise, the White family will not be convinced!" The old Mr. White remained silent, gazing sharply at Malcolm.

Travis continued, "He gave away his White Corp shares just to make Lyra Lloyd happy. And the next tif Lyra Lloyd is unhappy, is he going to give her the entire White family? So the White family will becthe Lyra family?" What he said was very serious and every word stimulated the old White's nerves.

The White family was a large and traditional-minded family with a heritage passed down through the centuries by their ancestors.

Although the White family was raised to the highest status because of Malcolm, now he was doing it in a way that was destroying the White family step by step.

The old Mr. White hid his heart's discomfort and asked Charles, "What do you think? How to punish him?" Charles thought about it with shesitation, "If the penalty is doubled according to Mr. Travis’ words, it should be ... eighty times of whipping." Several elders in the hall all gasped.

If it was true that Malcolm had to receive the punishment, he may not be able to walk out of the hall by foot today.

If it happened to a weaker person, he or she may already be dead by the punishment.

Malcolm had little expression, standing quietly. His face was as calm as if he was a looker-on.

The old Mr. White's heart quivered a little bit.

After thinking about it, he just said, "Lyra is a sensitive young girl. She is not the kind of person who is greedy for money.

Malcolm, if you can get your shares back, | can not punish you heavily." He looked to the group of elders to imply his intention.

A group of old men immediately followed and agreed, "You're young. It's inevitable that you can not make smistakes. As long as there is a timely remedy, it is not a big problem.” Albert also helped him by saying, "Without Malcolm, there would be no today's White family now. Malcolm has done us the White family a service, and indeed he should be given a chance.” Everyone was speaking up for Malcolm. Travis held up his gold eyeglasses frame, and was upset. However, he knew his place, so he didn't strike up a discordant tune.

The old Mr. White sighed in relief and looked back at Malcolm, "Malcolm, I'll give you two days. Just get your shares back and this will be treated as if it never happened.” Malcolm laughed, "How can | take back the gift that was given away?" It meant that it was not negotiable.

The old Mr. White quickly bowed his face, and becmore angry than just now.

He stomped with indignation and gritted his teeth, "You're so stubborn. I've been indulged you too much in the past! It's tto teach you a good lesson!Charles, follow the rules!" Charles froze slightly, "I ..." The old Mr. White was angry as hell but still couldn't bear to see Malcolm's bloody appearance later. So, he got up to leave.

The other elders followed him, stood up and left.

Malcolm's eyes looked cool without the slightest timidity. He knelt down consciously on one knee, unbuttoned the gold buttons of his suit and took off his shirt, revealing his fine and good-looking upper body.

He was born in a large and strict family like the White family, so he had no choice.

The sandalwood square box was taken out again.

Charles took out the dark whip inside and saluted toward the photos of their ancestors.

When the old Mr. White and other elders just got to the door, the door of the hall was opened from the outside, accompanied by a woman's delicate and bright voice.

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