After divorce I am a billionaire novel Chapter 222

Violet the shit!

He would never do anything to force Lyra unless she volunteered.

And, it was Lyra who was violet last night!!!

Malcolm was beaten up last night, and now his back was still hurting, so he can't be the only one who was miserable.

He coldly glanced at Chad, "just the words. One word. Deduct a month's salary. You count yourself."

"Huh?!"

Jesus! Chad's expression can not be more bitter.

That sentence just now was so long, so wouldn't he have to work for a year for nothing?

His boss was ruthless and unreasonable!

He was drowning in grief and froze in place.

Malcolm had a wicked smile, turning his head to leave. Although the back and neck were painful, he still walked as fast as he could, glowing. He seemed to be in a very good mood.

Chad chased after him while wailing, "Boss, I'm taking trash! Give me a chance to make up for my mistake!"

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Lyra hadn't slept soundly for a long time.

She slept until 9:30when she was awakened by the ringing of the phone.

"Baby, for last night's incident, dad has scolded her. There will never be such problems again. You can go back to the villa tonight to rest, okay? The day after tomorrow is your welcoming party. You have to prepare for it ..."

Reginald's coughing was very noticeable.

Lyra, who was dazed from sleep, thought for a moment before saying, "Okay."

"Then remember to come back earl. Try on your dress after you're done with your matter, okay?"

"Hmm."

Hanging up the phone, she rolled over and was about to go back to sleep when she gradually became sober.

She didn't go back to Lloyd's Parlor last night and went to Peachpuff for drinks.

But now, why was she sleeping in the bed?

She sat up and tilted her head to see the broken vase all over the floor next to the bedside table, and she was so confused that she made a phone call to Fifteen and Seventeen.

After Malcolm left, the two men stood at the door, quickly opened the door and came in when they received the call from Lyra.

Lyra was drunk last night and couldn't quite remember what happened last night, "Who drove me to the hotel last night?"

"It was Mr. Malcolm, and he took care of you all night."

Lyra's brows furrowed.

She immediately checked her body and was relieved to find it intact.

Luckily, Malcolm didn't do anything to her, otherwise she might have gone straight to the White Manor with a knife and cut him up.

But if nothing happened last night, what was the situation with the broken vase scattered all over the ground?

She did not remember whether there was any argument with Malcolm, only to remember that she seemed to dream about Melvin last night. It was a very sweet dream. She also kissed him and hugged him in the dream ...

Fifteen and Seventeen were utterly ignorant. They were afraid that only Malcolm himself knew the details.

Lyra: "Fifteen, go look for Malcolm at his residence. Tell him that I ask him to talk to me in person."

"Yes, Miss." Fifteen quickly went out.

"Seventeen, go to the hotel manager. I'll pay for the broken vase at the price."

"Okay."

Seventeen turned his head to open the door, and the hotel manager and a servant who was pushing the food cart were just coming to the door and were ready to knock.

Knowing that Lyra wanted to compensate, the manager smiled very pleasingly, "Miss Lloyd, for the vase, Mr. Malcolm has already paid it."

Not only did he pay, but also pay in ten times it. And he advised, in addition to tissue paper, no decorations should be put on bedside table in every room in the future.

Thinking about this, the manager smiled even wider and moved a step to the side to show Lyra the customized food from the food cart.

"Not only that, Mr. Malcolm has also ordered breakfast for you. All freshly made by the five-star chef. Miss Lloyd, you can try?"