After divorce I am a billionaire

Chapter 390 Call me husband, and I'll give my life to you

Lyra got a little annoyed, "Is this your business, or mine? If you don't be more aggressive, I'll let your

family take you away tonight!"

"Don't do that. I was wrong."

Cody took a paper towel and wiped the water stains from his body. Then he straightened his messy

hair, and reluctantly stood up.

Lyra continued with the rebuke, "Hurry up. Come and open the door."

"Okay, fine."

...

The three came to the monitoring room together.

According to Cody's recollection, they let the staff of the monitoring room to play out all the surveillance

videos from the time Cody entered the room. It was played at ten times speed and they checked for the

abnormalities together.

As long as it was not committed by Cody, he must have been transported out from the bar to take

photos at hotel, so it was impossible not to leave a trace. This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

Cody drank too much wine. The surveillance videos were playing quickly. On a dozen screens, there

were many people moving at the same time. He watched the videos and his brain was dizzy, and he

felt drowsy.

But fearing of being beaten, he could only brace himself for consciousness and continue to watch.

Occasionally, Cody quietly inclined his head and carefully observed Malcolm who was next to him.

Cody found that his eyes were clear-sighted. In his dark pupils, there were reflecting a dozen

surveillance videos. And there was no slightest bit of fatigue from his eyes.

Cody was somewhat unconvinced.

There were a dozen of surveillance video. All was play-backed ten times the speed simultaneously. If

there really should be any subtle traces, he could really notice it alone?

However, as Cody's mind was racing, Malcolm called a halt.

He narrowed his eyes with a cold glare and directed the staff, "Backwards."

"Back again."

There were cameras that could capture the room 3805, as well as the next aisle around the corner. Half

of an hour videos were lost both at 7:00 to 7:30 this morning.

The time shown in the screen jumped from 7:00 to 7:31 directly.

And another videos had normal time. In the interval of 7:00 to 7:30, there was no abnormal situation at

the gate.

Lyra had guessed Malcolm's suspicion, "They might choose the staff passage, where there are no

cameras."

Malcolm nodded and called Chad immediately, "Focus on screening surveillance videos from nearby

hotels after 7:00 this morning."

After hanging up the phone, he looked at the bar staff again, "The surveillance has been moved. Who

else has visited this room today besides us?"

The monitoring room administrator Wade Lawson found it difficult, "Mr. Malcolm, monitoring room

access record is confidential. As you come over today, we dare not tell anyone about this."

Malcolm was not ambiguous with him. He took out a precious inspection certificate of National

Investigation Bureau from his arms, and his eyes looked cold and stern.

"National Investigation Bureau takes the evidence. If you can not say everything, I can only suspect

whether you have received benefits and deliberately concealed the truth. I'll bring you back to the

National Investigation Bureau."

"This... Mr. Malcolm ..." Wade Lawson was flustered.

"Have you ever spent a night at the National Investigation Bureau? If you're interested, I can get you a

small single room with special care today."

He threatened Wade in a light-hearted tone. And Wade started to be fearful, and his calves were

trembling.

"Mr. Malcolm, I was wrong! I did take some money!"

Wade's hands were shivering. He took out a bank card from his trouser pocket and put it on the table in

a disciplined manner.

"This is the two hundred thousand hush money. I have not used a single cent. I guess I am not blessed

to enjoy it. I am willing to hand it over to the state!"

Malcolm's hostility was undiminished and he looked at him coldly, "Who is it?"

"Yes ...the third son of Dickerson family, Enzo Dickerson. He was the only one who came in this

morning. He said his valuables were left behind and he had to check the surveillance!"

Hearing this, Cody was the first to blow up.

"Fuck! Enzo Dickerson, that son of a bitch! I've treated him well. How dare him back stab me! To force

me to death!"

He was so angry that he wanted to get mad, wanted to lift the table and smash the bench on the spot.

Malcolm grabbed him by the wrist.

Within two strokes, he stopped his by directly grasping his hands behind his back with quickness and

precision.

"I don't have any relation with the Carver family. If you smash something, I don't cover the

compensation. And I will also take you into the bureau to calm yourself down. Do you want to try?"

Cody was fairly angry and had nowhere to vent it in front of Malcolm.

He gave in immediately, "I don't want to."

"Then behave yourself."

Malcolm let go of his hands and turned to hug Lyra who was on the chair again, explaining to her

gently, "It's not a good idea to jump to conclusions on this matter, so let's wait for Chad's findings."

Lyra kissed his thin lips lightly, "I just sat there for a while. And you helped me find out everything."

Not content with a shallow kiss, he said proudly, "Only now do you realize how good it is that you have

me as your fiancé."

Lyra corrected his wording, "It's future husband!"

"Yes, husband! Is your future husband awesome?" He looked at Lyra. His tone was slightly flirtatious

with the expectation of begging for his wife's compliments.

"Awesome."

"There are even more powerful. I'll show you later!"

"Shameless!" Lyra snorted lightly.

Malcolm coaxed softly, "Rara, be good. Call me by husband again, and you can have my life."

The two were talking about honeyed words while walking.

Cody followed behind him, listened to their conversation in exasperation, and punched the air.

There was a third wheel!

What were they saying?

Could they be considerate of him who was the third wheel!?

Cody was very unconvinced, trotted two steps, and walked with Malcolm side by side, "Mr. Malcolm,

you're indeed great. Your face changing techniques are especially great. Mr. Malcolm, what do you

think?"

Malcolm replied in a calm voice, "I have only two attitudes towards people, one for Rara and one for

others."

"Cody, I know you've thought about Rara before, but don't think about her again. Because you and I,

there's no comparison."

"I know that you are young and arrogant. I have been so decadent as well, but while you're young, it is

best to settle for a few years. Live like a man. If you keep shirking, this life is estimated to be ruined."

Cody was educated by him.

He wanted to retort, but he could not say a word.

He was a popular and young actor. His acting skills were lukewarm. By virtue of his appearance

completely, he made a living in the entertainment industry. And he simply had no master works.

Lyra looked at Cody who lowered his head listlessly and was unable to retort, "Little brat, you admit

defeat this time?"

Cody didn't strike up a conversation.

Malcolm retorted him, which was not very damaging and extremely insulting.

He was on the verge of breaking his defense.

They were walking out of No. 5 Pub through the staff passage when Chad happened to call Malcolm.

"There is progress. Lewis Kaur had a room at the Bangor Hotel last night. And that room was checked

out at noon"

"But I have asked the hotel staff, and also investigated the monitoring. There is no problem. He did not

return to the hotel. And the other two people do not have any check-in records. No abnormalities."

If this was the case, the trail was suddenly broken.

Malcolm tightened his eyebrows and looked grim.

He felt that they seemed to be forgetting something.