After divorce I am a billionaire novel Chapter 1025

Chapter 1025 Rename and she has an abnormal situation

Molly was still saying, "You're obviously not like this in the past. You would apologize to my brother, and you would also apologize to me. Why can't you apologize to milk tofu?"
"My daddy beats me up sometimes, but it must be because he get angry. Most of the time, he just reasons with me. If daddy wrongs me, daddy would definitely apologize to me, and daddy would treat my brother the same."
Malcolm never felt that being a father would be embarrassing, and if he wronged his child, he would never let her ot him feel wronged.
Anthony listened quietly, touched, "Molly, you're right."
He turned his head to look at Alis beside Molly, and stretched out his hands to pull the baby to him, "Does it hurt?"
Little Alis put his little hands behind his back and kept his mouth shut.
He was still wearing diapers, and his butt was thickly padded. Anthony didn't use much force at all just now. Knowing that it shouldn't hurt, he still rubbed Alis's little butt symbolically.
"I was wrong just now. I shouldn't have beaten you without asking about the situation. Can you forgive me?"
Alis' small mouth was so pouted, and he squeezed his fleshy fists, and hammered Anthony's chest twice.
It seemed like Anthony had spanked him twice just now.
Anthony couldn't help but laugh.
This kid was quite vengeful.
"I let you beat me back. Are you feeling better now? If you can forgive me, give me a hug."
Anthony opened his hands, waiting for the baby to throw himself into his arms.
Alis laughed straight, opened his hands like him, and threw himself on his chest, rubbing his tender cheeks against the hem of his shirt.
The little boy who can hold grudges and take revenge at only one year old was very similar to him when he was a child.
Anthony rubbed the little boy's furry head and laughed.
Suddenly, he remembered what Lyra said when she came here just now.
"Alis, your mother appeared in Aunt Lyra's dream, and she wanted to add another letters to your name, so I will call you Alistair from now on. How about it?"
He repeated patiently, "Alistair Callahan."
Alistair opened his mouth, but couldn't speak clearly, and could only call out, "Mommy! Ooooh!"
His look was so cute. Anthony picked him up with one hand, and went to hold Molly next to him, "Are you hungry? Let's eat cake together?"
"Okay."
Molly let Anthony lead her, bouncing around.
Anthony agreed to change the name to Alistair.
On the night of Lyra's return, she sent a message to the only social account in her phone without any signature.
[The baby looks very good on the pendant. He will definitely understand your intention in the future, and in addition, that person agreed to add letters to the baby's name.]
After sending this message, Lyra put away the phone.
She, Malcolm, and Spencer had just returned to the White family garage.
After attending Alistair's birthday party, Molly was sent back to the troops.
With his wife in one arm and his son in the other, Malcolm walked through the winding alleys of the White family.
But Malcolm didn't go back to Lyre Spiti directly, but went to Chad and Keira's villa.
Keira had been pregnant with a baby for six months, and she will give birth soon. During this period, Chad accompanied her to check up almost every day.
When the two learned that Malcolm was coming, they waited outside the door early.
Chad raised an eyebrow at Malcolm, "You don't come to my place often. Do you want me to help take care of Spencer today? Are you and your wife 'exercising' too often?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Malcolm frowned and kicked him lightly, "You're going to be a father but you still talk in a shameless way. Do you have to be punished to know how to be good?"
Chad suddenly restrained himself. "I'm wrong. I can't stand the punishment. Please forgive me."
When the two had a "friendly" exchange, Lyra was consoling Keira's baby in a soft voice.
Spencer stood beside them silently for ten minutes with his little hands in his pockets.
Unable to understand the polite words between these adults, he interrupted the harmonious atmosphere with a loud voice, "Daddy, Mommy, be busy with business. I have homework at night, so don't waste each other's time."
In front of a few adults, he put his hands in his pockets, his eyes were loose and cold, and he looked more like an adult than a real adult.
Keira sighed, "If only my baby is half as sensible and worry-free as Spencer in the future."
Malcolm said, "If the baby's temper is like yours, it's possible. If it's like Chad, the baby probably needs to be taught a lesson a few times before it can be subdued."
Keira covered her mouth and snickered, and Chad looked embarrassed.
Seeing that they were about to chat again, Spencer entered Chad's villa courtyard impatiently.
The topic was interrupted, and the four separated.
Lyra and Malcolm went all the way back to Lyre Spiti.
On the way, Lyra complained, "Are you really going to 'train' tonight? Are you infuriating?"
Malcolm put his arms around her slender waist, pressed his thin lips against the tips of her ear, and said a word in a hoarse voice that only the two of them could hear.
Lyra heard clearly, pursed her lips and suppressed a smile, inexplicably feeling her ear itchy because of his teasing.
But he seemed not satisfied, and continued to say, "Do you want it to be in the bathroom, or the balcony? Or the garden is also fine. I will dismiss all the bodyguards in advance."
Lyra was slightly stunned. "Are you serious? What if something unexpected happens? This is not a joke. Are you really infuriating and you want to provoke me on purpose?"
"I don't dare."
That being said, Malcolm seemed that he dared do so, only the fearlessness of being beaten up.
It'd been a long time since he found a chance when their kids were away from home at the same time. Tonight was a good chance, so he had to cherish it.
The two entered the bedroom, and Malcolm went to take a shower first to prepare for the evening's "exercise".
Lyra sat on the bed and looked at her phone.
She looked at the chat log with Mavis, and her expression was getting more and more serious.
Half an hour had passed since her last message to Mavis, but Mavis still hadn't replied to her.
In the past, she always replied within seconds, and it would take no more than five minutes to reply at most.
This was very wrong.
From a woman's sixth sense, Lyra immediately called Mavis.
The phone got through, but no one answered.
Mavis lived with her mother now. Even if she went out without her mobile phone, her mother should be able to answer the phone for her.
The call lasted for a minute before being automatically hung up.
All of a sudden, Mavis couldn't be contacted, so Lyra had a very bad premonition.
The foggy bathroom door was opened, and Malcolm was wrapped in water vapor. The water droplets slid down the delicate and perfect abdominal muscles, and the lines were crystal clear.
Lyra was not in the mood to appreciate his body, and her tone was serious, "Mavis suddenly didn't reply to my messages, and no one answered the phone. I suspect something happened to her. I have to go and see."
Malcolm was stunned, and lost most of his interest in sex in an instant.
"We are in Crana, which is far away from the country where she is. Besides, it is already very late today. Even if we take a private jet, it will be tomorrow at the earliest."
He put forward another way of thinking, "Maybe... just because of the time difference between the two countries, she has already rested and didn't hear your news or phone call."
Lyra shook her head firmly, "In the past, no matter how late I sent her a message, she would always reply, for fear of missing Alis' growth. Tonight is really suspicious."
Malcolm followed suit, "Don't worry. I'll contact the nearest police station in the country where Mavis is located and ask them to check the situation as soon as possible."