After divorce I am a billionaire novel Chapter 303

Lyra was panic, with her eyelashes keep fluttering, "Maybe the caller ... dials a wrong number. Regardless of it, let's take the medicine first."

"Wrong number?"

Malcolm noticed her panic and suspicion grew inside.

The phone was still ringing.

If she didn't answer, it kept ringing.

Malcolm lowered his face and got up to go get her phone, "I'll get it for you then."

"No need!"

Lyra pressed his hand hard.

Malcolm was even more surprised that the reaction was so violent?

Lyra also realized that she had overreacted and hastily pulled him to sit down, "I remembered. It should be the cooperation partner's number. I forgot to save it."

He was suspicious: "It's already 9:30 p.m. What cooperation partner would call this late to talk about business?"

"I don't know why... that I'll pick up and ask."

Lyra put down the glass of water, slowed her thudding heart, and answered the phone while turning the volume of the receiver down to minimum.

"Hello, what is it?"

Anthony on the other side of the phone froze and understood almost instantly, "Lyra, Malcolm is next to you? Did I call at a bad time and disturb your sex?"

Lyra took a deep breath, looked at Malcolm who was staring at her intently, and got up to walk to the balcony before she made her tone cold, "Get to the point."

"Okay, down to business."

Anthony smiled and said in a serious way, "Tonight before eleven o'clock, you come to the abandoned chemical plant in the eastern suburbs. You can bring bodyguards, but remember, only you can enter 302 room in the fifth floor alone!"

Lyra didn't answer right away, but glanced back at the bedroom.

Malcolm was sitting on the edge of the bed with his back to her motionlessly. No on knew what he was thinking, but he seemed not to pay attention to her side.

She covered the receiver and lightened her voice, "Not now, tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?"

Anthony was not happy, and said with the cold voice, "Do you know how much effort I took to get this medicine? If you miss tonight, you will never have this opportunity. Even if you want to send me back to High-order Prison, I can not get this medicine out!"

From his tone, it did not sound like he was lying.

Lyra pondered for a moment, "Okay, I get it."

Hanging up the phone, she hesitated and walked over to Malcolm.

"Mel, I have some urgent business. I have to go out. I may come back very late ... you can rest early. Don't wait for me."

Malcolm looked cold and grabbed her hand, "It's cold outside and it's late at night. It's not safe for you to go out. I'll accompany you."

"You forget I can do jiu-jitsu. Not anyone can get close to me. You are the only one who should not go out at night. Don't worry. I will be back soon."

She cupped his face and leaned down to give him a kiss on the forehead.

"Promise me you'll be good. Take your medicine and go to bed early."

"Good."

His grim face remained unchanged.

Lyra rewarded him with another kiss before turning to get her coat from the coat rack and put it on, and was soon out the door.

Malcolm just stood on the balcony and watched.

Waiting for her figure to completely disappear by the courtyard wall, he turned back and walked to sit by the bed. Then he turned his head to look at the bedside table and the box full of pills.

What was so important that she would leave the unfinished medicine and rush out so late at night?

And Lyra' expression was so unnatural tonight. She seemed to be...lying.

Just now he seemed to hear the voice from the phone. It was a man's voice ...

Suspicion drove him to call Chad.

"Find out exactly what Lyra has been up to lately. Where she's been and what she's been doing during the day, and ..."