After divorce I am a billionaire

Chapter 333 Pry into Malcolm's matter

Malcolm felt so bitter that he couldn't even speak. He drank the entire glass of water before the bitter

taste in his mouth subsided a bit.

Just taking the medicine, his remaining physical strength was consumed. He leaned weakly on the bed,

with his eyelashes fluttering lightly and sickly.

Keith tucked him in. As an afterthought, he rolled up his sleeve to check the red mark on his arm.

"Look, I'm taking the beating for you. It's swollen."

When he finished his words, he remembered that Malcolm's eyes were blind, so he grabbed Malcolm's

wrist to put it on his arm.

"You can feel it. It's swelling badly. If you make a fuss again, won't you feel sorry for me?!"

Malcolm didn't hesitate to draw back his hand, "I don't have the habit of touching men."

Keith laughed at that and scoffed him, "So, you only have a habit of touching women?"

"I won't touch any woman except Rara."

He said this with little hesitation. His face looked resolute and extraordinarily serious.

Keith nodded and was quite satisfied, "That sounds comfortable. You have to remember. Rara is the Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

Lloyd family's treasure. If you dare to bully her and make her sad, we three brothers will not let you off

easily!"

Malcolm pursed his lips and smiled.

He was always the happiest when Lyra was mentioned.

Downstairs, at the gate outside the villa.

The people from the National Investigation Bureau were stopped outside by bodyguards, and when

they saw that the person who came out was Collin, they were confused.

"Mr. Collin, why are you here? Where is Mr. Malcolm?"

Collin's face was cold, "He has a cold and fever. I'm taking care of him for my sister. If you have

anything to brief him, just tell me."

"This ..."

Several people looked at each other, having no idea of what to do, "Mr. Collin, you have jurisdiction

over the National Affairs, bu for National Investigation, it is always Mr. Malcolm who take the

responsibility for the decision, not to mention that this is confidential. Please let us go in and meet Mr.

Malcolm."

Collin's stern expression remained unchanged. Looking at the documents in the hands of several

people, he slowly reached out, "Give me the documents. I will personally give them to him."

"No, in addition to the documents, we have to report to Mr. Malcolm face to face!"

Collin wrinkled his eyebrows. His unpleasant breath wafted, which was oppressive.

"No need to report to him. He'll read the documents himself. I am not interested in these documents

and will not peek at them. Do you dare to suspect me?"

"No. How could Mr. Collin do such a thing ..."

Collin didn't bother to listen to the nonsense, "Give me!"

Forced by the pressure he gave, several people could only submit the documents in a disciplined

manner.

"Get out."

Collin withdrew his eyes and turned around to prepare to enter the villa. But before he took steps, there

was another clamor at the door.

It was Ryan who brought his men with him, followed by Travis.

"What's going on with Malcolm lately? Even Charles can't see him. He's so supercilious. This time I

personally visit him. If he still dares to stall me, the old Mr. White will personally visit him next time!"

Ryan was scolding his bodyguards in a serious rage with deliberate loud voice.

Collin's brows knitted tighter and he walked back out.

Seeing that it was Collin, Ryan was slightly surprised and smiled, "How come Mr. Collin is free to come

here as a guest?"

After all, he was the elder of the White family. Collin restrained his anger and replied politely, "Malcolm

has a cold and fever. And Rara has been busy lately, so I came over to help take care of him."

Ryan nodded politely, "I see."

Travis, who was next to him, whispered: "It is like we never have a fever. Just a minor illness. He is not

unable to walk. Grandpa has urged him for many times. He always finds excuses not to go. Clearly, he

is deliberate of doing so!"

"Mr. Collin is here. Don't talk nonsense!"

Ryan waited for him to finish before he gave a fake reproach and looked at Collin again with a smile,

"But Malcolm keeps avoiding seeing the elders of the family. This is indeed a bit unruly. Sorry to make

you see this."

Collin stood haughtily, expressionlessly and silently.

Ryan continued; "If Malcolm's state is not particularly serious, excuse me to give way. There is a family

meal at noon. Malcolm is the head of White family. He has to be there."

After saying that, Ryan signaled with his eyes to the bodyguards who were behind him.

The bodyguards quickly moved out but were stopped dead by Lyre Spiti's bodyguards.

There were two insensitive bodyguards trying to break in. However, they were directly beaten hard by

the electric batons for a few times.

Collin tucked his hands leisurely in his suit pant pockets. His tone did not allow others to put in a word,

"Mr. Ryan, if I insist on not allowing you in, what will you do?"

Ryan lowered his head and before he could say anything, Travis took the lead and questioned, "Collin,

this is the place of White family!

"That's right. I'm an outsider."

Collin sneered, "But Malcolm is engaged to Rara of my family. I, as his brother-in-law, even know to

care about his health. You're his relatives, but you only care whether he is too sick to walk. It is really

disappointed."

Ryan's face stiffened and he was about to explain when Collin wasn't going to listen to his nonsense,

"Whether Malcolm wants to see you or not, Mr. Ryan, you know it yourself.

"Collin, you ..."

Collin didn't want to hear what he said. His face implied that it was non-negotiable.

Collin was not angry but still can give them pressure with his temperament.

Ryan didn't want to get into trouble with the Lloyd family yet, so he had to give up and leave with his

people unhappily.

After two groups of people finally left, Ted came here and showed Collin his ID.

"Mr. Collin, I am Mr. Malcolm's direct subordinate, the team leader of the seventh division of National

Investigation Bureau. I have followed Mr. Malcolm out of mission for nearly ten years. Mr. Collin, please

trust me, and let me in."

Collin checked his credential and was still wary, "What is your purpose of coming over here?"

"Garrett was convicted. I came over to report to Mr. Malcolm and ask if he needs me to give special

care for Garrett for a few days."

"Got it. Since it's all set, there's no need to report it. I'll pass it on to him, as for special care ..."

Collin thought about it. He wasn't in Suham the last time when Irene had the birthday party, but he had

heard all about what happened that day.

"I'll do the honors and take good special care of Garrett! Let him feel the prison love more."

"Yes ..."

Not to see Malcolm, Ted always felt very uneasy.

Seeing that Collin was about to leave, he said hurriedly, "Mr. Collin, let me see Mr. Malcolm. Is his body

not very good recently? I can stay and take care of him."

Collin was unmoved, "He doesn't lack anyone to take care of him. Since you're his direct subordinate,

you should know to ask less and talk less!"

He only trusted his own people so he can't trust Ted, the Malcolm's.

Ted looked at his back as he went inside the villa, sighed silently, and looked worriedly at the balcony of

the master bedroom in the third floor.

A few hours later.

European Swye.

Lyra had just gotten up and cleaned up. Mason, who came to pick her up and take her to the palace,

was waiting at the door.

She took Chad with her into the car, and after half an hour or so, she finally saw the magnificent the

Grand Palace with her own eyes.

The Bentley circled halfway around the city walls and finally stopped at the east side's gate.

From a distance, she saw Anthony who was dressed up today.

He was in a noble and blue suit. With the pair of blue sapphire-like eyes, he was really like a noble

prince, who can charm people.

Unfortunately, Lyra had no time to admire his good-looking face.

Mason got out of the car first and opened the door for her.

Anthony immediately greeted them.

His smile faded as he saw her in a very casual overcoat and civilian clothes, "Today is your first time

meeting my mother. This is what you're wearing?"