After divorce I am a billionaire novel Chapter 235

Malcolm finally spoke up, and all eyes in the room were unanimously on him.

He reached for his scarf and the gold buttons of his suit.

The wound on his chest was the most visual proof of this.

Seeing the large purple and red hickeys on her chest and collarbone that were about to be exposed to all the Whites, Lyra's pupils quaked with fear and she grabbed him by the lapels and covered them tightly.

"No taking off! So many people are watching. Are you ashamed of yourself?"

This son of bitch didn't keep his virtue as a male!

When he healed, let's see how she will deal with him!

Malcolm pursed his lips: "I'm a man. It's normal to show my chest."

"Not normal!" Lyra gave him an angry glare and threatened in a small voice, "Your body is only allowed to be shown to me from now on! Hurry up and put it on!"

Malcolm heard her asserting her sovereignty over himself.

He was really happy that the woman he loved was possessive of him!

He fastened his buttons and looked toward Chad who was at the door.

Chad came in with a bound young man, threw him in the open space in the middle of the hall, and took out another document, which Charles handed to the old Mr. White to read.

"He's the one who lied about Mr. Malcolm while he was on assignment. When I went to catch him last night, he just happened to have Mr. Travis' fee and was ready to run. This information is his confession."

The old Mr. White read the statement carefully and looked at Ryan with a serious expression.

Ryan froze slightly.

Travis clearly told him that the man had been quietly dragged to the suburbs to be killed. How could Chad still catch him?

The old Mr. White handed him the confession, and he read it from beginning to end for three times, repeatedly confirming its authenticity.

Finally it came to the conclusion that Travis's man was doing a bad job! He was caught!

Chad continued, "Mr. Malcolm is in charge of the White family. Mr. Travis almost got him killed this time. Shouldn't he be dealt with according to the White family's rules?"

The people in the hall looked at the old Mr. White, as if asking him to give an instruction.

With their stares, the old Mr. White stroked his beard and stood up in Charles's assistance, "Malcolm, now you're the master of the family. You decide for yourself. I go back to rest."

Malcolm nodded slightly, "Take care, grandpa."

"Dad! Don't you go!"

Ryan shouted twice.

With the old Mr. White gone, there was no one left to help him.

He now had no way to back down. This was Travis's first independent work, and it was done like this!

The old Mr. White ignored it and left the hall without looking back.

Once he left, the rest of the Whites felt free and followed the old man to leave.

In the blink of an eye, only Lyra, Malcolm, Chad and Ryan were left in the spacious hall.

The young man who just committed the crime was also taken down by Chad.

The people were gone. There was nothing to be embarrassed about. Ryan said with a smile, "Malcolm, Travis he actually did not mean anything else. There is no need to describe that he deliberately harmed you, not to mention that he was also injured. Until now he's still unconscious. Why not this two offset and forget it?"

Lyra took over, "Mr. Ryan, you think too much. Fixing Travis is my idea. If you are dissatisfied, you can scold with me. And Travis harm Mel this, one size doesn't fit all. Why offset?"

Ryan glared at her twice and looked at Malcolm: "What do you think, Malcolm?"

Malcolm pulled Lyra onto his lap and rubbed her face dotingly, showing affection like no one was watching.

"Rara's right. One size doesn't fit all."

He turned his head to look at Ryan and his eyes returned to coldness: "I heard my cousin is unconscious until now? And badly injured?"

Ryan laughed: "Yes, I will go back and scold him. Next time he should do things more strictly!"

Malcolm ignored his words and looked to Chad, "You personally take someone to invite Mr. Travis. Even if you have to carry him, you must bring him to the hall."

Ryan changed his face slightly and immediately winked at the bodyguard outside the door.

Twenty minutes later, Travis was escorted into the hall by Chad.