After divorce I am a billionaire

Because Malcolm finally showed up, there was brief moment of silence at the gate.

Malcolm's hands lazily tucked into the pockets, and he continued: "The power of White family, the director position of National Investigation Bureau, and the CEO position of White Corp, if you want them, there is no problem. In five days, | will hold a general meeting and give everyone an account.” "Really?" Travis was surprised.

But with Malcolm's cunning nature, how could he easily hand over all the power? Travis questioned his words, "Malcolm, why wear sunglasses in daylight? Let everyone see your eyes if you dare! You're going to give an account until five days later. What kind of trick are you playing?" Malcolm sneered, "It's none of your business." "You..." Travis was so angry that his face turned red.

Malcolm continued to say to the others, "So many things can not be arranged in one or two days. If you can not even wait for five days, impatient, it'll be difficult for you to achieve great things. Get out right now!" The group of people at the gate was silent.

Melissa happened to cover here to visit Keith while she was free, and met Ted and Brad on the way, so the three of them chere together.

All three people heard those arguments just now clearly.

At the back of the crowd, Ted said, "It's only five days. The result is predetermined. It won't change the ending. Mr. Shane and Mr. Ryan, are you afraid?" Ryan didn't say anything.

Shane was the first to smile lightly at the stagnant atmosphere, "Okay, I'll wait for Mr. Malcolm for five days. Let's go." He turned to leave with his men, and as he passed Melissa, he gave her an extra cold look.

"You look so familiar. What is your name?" "Isn't it too disparaging to accost girls in this way?" Melissa stared at him in abhorrence.

For anyone who tried to bully Lyra, she wouldn't give any good looks to them.

Shane laughed out loud and looked her features over and over again, "Great, I'll remember you." After his flirtatious remarks, Shane led the way out.

He left and Ryan's staying was no longer meaningful, "Malcolm, | wait for you in five days. Givean account!" "Slow down." Ryan was about to take his men back when Malcolm called out to him.

Malcolm leaned leisurely on the balcony railing and ordered slyly, "Ted, Brad, take Mr. Travis to the hall and give him to Charles.

For speaking out and insulting the head of the family, Charles knows what to do with the punishment.” Travis was not happy when he heard that, "Malcolm! You're about to roll off the throne. And you want to beat me?" "Ryan's tutoring is no good, so | had to help Ryan discipline you properly.” His tone was cold, "Ted, tell Charles to add another five strokes." "Yes." "Dad, help me! Malcolm is trying to kill me! Dad!" Travis was dragged away by Ted and Brad. The bodyguards Ryan brought over tried to stop him, but they were no match for Ted and Brad.

Ryan clenched his fists and resisted the urge to go up and grab his son back for several times.

Today, Travis did speak a little too much. Now Malcolm had not really handed over the power. If Malcolm wanted to beat his son, he could not stop but could only watch his son was dragged away.

He looked up, and glowered at Malcolm who was on the balcony in the sharp and sophisticated manner, "Malcolm, I'll remember.

I'll definitely double ‘make it up to you' in the future!” Malcolm's tone was idle, "I'll wait." Ryan grunted heavily and immediately led the way, following in Ted and Brad who dragged Travis away.

When everyone was gone, the bodyguards at the gate let Melissa go in.

Keith immediately cout to get her, "What are you doing over here?" "It's a rare day off. | didn't feel right about here, so | thought I'd stop by." Melissa lowered her head and her tone was weak.

Keith rubbed her head, remembering what he had just heard Shane say, "You and Shane have met before?" "No, | don't even know him. He's flippant and quite obnoxious." Melissa cut to the chase.

Being relieved to hear that she hated Shane, Keith took her hands in his and rubbed her palms together to warm them up, "Are you cold?" Melissa smiled contentedly and shook her head.

"Ahem!" Micah, who was next to them, pretended coughing and reminded, "Go away, if you want to display affection.” Keith looked up and glanced at the empty balcony in the third floor.

Malcolm had gone back to his bedroom and closed the window.

He didn't know when Malcolm went in the room. Malcolm and his sister Rara were separated from two places. Malcolm missed his sister so much but he could not see her. If he and his girlfriend displayed their affection here, it did not seem very good ...

Melissa said, "You two take care of Mr. Malcolm. It must be very careless. Do you need my help?" Keith thought about it and had to take Malcolm to the hospital for a surgery later.

Micah was the surgeon. The rest of the chores had to be arranged by him alone. Indeed, he would be too busy to take care of everything.

"It's good that you're here. Micah and | don't cook well. We'll be very busy in two days. We were going to order take-out for Malcolm. Since we have you, can you make spost-op nutritious meals for Malcolm then?" "No problem!" The plan was to take Malcolm to the downtown hospital in the afternoon, but Ryan and Shane's men arrived early in the morning. And they had just left, when their surveillance of Lyre Spiti was at its most lax.

This would be the most appropriate tto go out.

Ten minutes later, Micah was the first to leave. Basically, he got the largest holding of all big hospitals in Crana. When he went to the Hopevale General Hospital downtown, it was like going back to his home.

After another five minutes, Keith led Malcolm quietly out from the back door of Lyre Spiti.

Ted and Brad took Travis to the hall of the White family, handed him over to Charles, and then immediately went back to Lyre Spiti. Ted was taller and similar to Malcolm in stature, so he disguised himself as Malcolm and stayed at home.

Keith and Malcolm arrived at the downtown hospital and immediately rushed to Micah's pre-arranged ward.

The brain surgery was required to shave the hair. Malcolm hated the service of nurses so Keith had to do it himself.

Malcolm looked melancholy. His eyes were hollow and dark, "Rara is obsessed with appearance. Will she be disgusted the next tshe seesand finds out I've lost my hair?" "What are you thinking about!?" Keith was shocked at his thought, "Although she is obsessed with appearance, her feeling is more important than it, not to mention your hair will grow out after a while!" The two chatted and the shaving was finished in no time.

Keith admired his masterpiece and tut-tutted twice, "All your worries are superfluous. You're still handsome. But your head really looks like an egg!" Malcolm was wordless He wasn't comforted by his words! In the Afternoon.

Malcolm was secretly wheeled into the operating room, and before he went in, he clutched Keith's arm as if he had something to say.

Keith thought he was worried about the risk of the surgery and reassured him, "Don't worry. A benign brain tumor is only minor for Micah. You won't have any life threatening consequence.” Malcolm shook his head, "Rara has been gone for a week. She hasn't told us anything so far." He always felt panic when he thought of Rara, as if she would be in danger.

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