After divorce I am a billionaire

Seeing Malcolm's expression, Chad rushed up to pull Keira away.

He pretended to be serious to scold Keira, "I have told you many times. Lyra is my brother's treasure. You can only see her but not touch. Don't piss him off. He'll let me fix you! Keira puffed, sulked and did not speak.

That "treasure" made Lyra blush slightly.

She beckoned Keira to come to her side and said to Malcolm, "Cook first and let Chad and Keith help you. I'll take Keira up to see our babies." Keira was instantly happy and ran happily back to Lyra, and the two soon went upstairs together.

The three men downstairs in the living room looked at each other. Keith and Chad were completely unable to cook and trim vegetables, let alone anything else.

The atmosphere was instantly a bit awkward.

Finally, Keith and Chad stood in front of the kitchen door together and watched Malcolm cooking skillfully.

The man had long legs. His shirt sleeves were rolled up to reveal fine and good-looking arms. He was preparing the ingredients, and his face looked extra serious and meticulous.

Keith watched quietly for a while and sighed from the bottom of his heart, "My Rara is amazing. | didn't think she could really train you so well in Frayton. | think the senior directors of White Corp would not have thought that their cool president would be wearing a black apron and cooking in the kitchen.

Chad stifled a laugh, "I'm also curious when did your cooking skill become so good? | think Lyra has made a lot of efforts about it." We were all men and familiar with each other so there was nothing to be ashamed of.

Malcolm smiled helplessly as he remembered what happened before, "The first meal | cooked for Rara back then was braised pork ribs that were burned to black and fried cabbage with spicy ingredients.” Keith was curious, "Did Rara really eat them?" Malcolm laughed even more helplessly, "How shrewd Rara is. How could she possibly eat them? She forced me to eat and made me almost even throw up my stomach acid." Chad and Keith burst into a maniacal laughter.

Keith: "Rara is like Micah in terms of being mean." Chad also said, "I'm afraid if she publishes a manual, it will sell a lot!" All three men laughed and the atmosphere was very cordial.

Sometimes, the joy between men was so simple. They shared some trivia with each other, and soon got acquainted.

When the delicious barbecue was ready, Malcolm called Lyra and Keira and the five people enjoyed themselves.

An hour later, it was early morning.

It was still dark and the whole city was unusually silent, except for Lyre Spiti, which was still lively.

Keith felt stifled and drank a lot of beer. Soon he was drunk.

And he was drunk completely.

He hugged Malcolm's arms. His eyes were red and he kept calling out, "Melissa, | was wrong. It's all my fault. Forgive me. Come back..." Malcolm looked sullen, pressed Keith's forehead with his big hand without mercy and pushed him away.

He was drunk. As if his apology was rejected, he felt even more heartbroken, sad and depressed.

Malcolm had no choice but to knock him out. He instructed Chad, "It's getting late. When you guys leave, remember to ask Eleven to take Keith back." "Okay, don't worry, bro." When they were gone, this little late night party finally came to an end.

Lyra propped her chin with one of her arm and was in a daze.

She didn't drink too much but her face was slightly red, which was beautiful and seductive to the extreme.

Malcolm looked at her and felt slightly moved.

He got closer to Lyra, rubbed her face, and asked in a low voice, "Rara, are you thinking about Keith and Melissa?" Lyra said seriously, "Tomorrow morning | will visit Callahan Residence to try to meet Melissa ... Hmm, put your hands away!" She was interrupted by Malcolm's hands which slipped restlessly to the back of her waist and wandered quietly.

Instead of stopping, Malcolm's hands wandered more freely, and he blew seductively into her ear.

"Honey, I'm done with the cooking. | want to have a little dessert, so you just meet my need." Lyra lowered her face, "Again?" Malcolm nuzzled her neck with his tip of nose and lips in a recklessly cheeky manner.

"Who says we can only do it once a day? We have to eat three meals a day. A little dessert can lighten up our life. That's good." Since she had the babies and recuperation, Malcolm was increasingly unable to restrain himself from sex.

Lyra's face was getting lower, "I think | can no longer indulge your behavior in such a way!" If this went on, her waist must be extremely soar! Malcolm, who felt a little aggrieved, whispered, "Then satisfy me tonight. From tomorrow onwards, I'll never ask you for sex indiscriminately.” Lyra grunted softly, "So, what about the ruler?" He furrowed his eyebrows and felt more aggrieved, "If | can do you after I'm beaten by the ruler, it is not impossible. It's just a sweet between you and me!" Lyra was really wordless.

Every words he said were about sex. He was really lustful! She didn't say yes, but she didn't have time to say no either, before her whole body was carried up by Malcolm from the dining chair.

The two soon returned to that sweet and warm bedroom, spending their time pleasantly and frenziedly.

The next morning, Lyra was able to get up after Malcolm massaged her until his hands were sore.

She packed up quickly, had Twelve drive, and left for the Callahan Residence.

At that time, the Callahan family was having breakfast.

Shane didn't come back to stay overnight, and it was just Timothy and Rebecca there.

When Rebecca heard it was Lyra, she put down the spoon immediately and came out to greet Lyra.

"Lyra, do you come to see me on purpose?” She took Lyra's hand with familiarity and joy.

Lyra pursed her lips and smiled, "Yes, I'm free today, so | thought I'd come over and see you. Is it convenient to come in and talk?" "Sure." Rebecca pulled her to go inside, but was stopped by a bodyguard arranged by Shane outside the door.

"Miss Rebecca, Mr. Shane said no outsiders are allowed to get in the Callahan Residence these days." Rebecca pursed her lips unhappily and scolded angrily, "Get lost. Lyra is not an outsider." From the bodyguards face, it seemed to be non-negotiable, "Mr. Shane said, except the Callahans, all is considered as outsiders. Please do not make it difficult for us. Otherwise we can only call Mr. Shane and report this to him." "You!" Rebecca was furious, "You threatened me?" The bodyguard lowered his head and did not retort. The meaning was self-evident.

Rebecca was very angry, but could not do anything about him. If Shane knew it, he would certainly come back angrily and punish her.

Lyra had the good sense to take her by the wrist and ask in a soft voice, "What's wrong? Why is the Callahan Residence suddenly so heavily guarded and no one is allowed in?" Rebecca was even more angry when she mentioned this, "It's because of Melissa!" Lyra frowned warily, "What's wrong with her?" mmMwWLIII0fifl0&1 mmMwWLIII0fifl0&1 mmMwWLII0fiflO& 1 mmMwWLIII0fifl0&1 mmMwWL1i10fif10&1 mmMwWLIiI0fiflO&1