After divorce I am a billionaire novel Chapter 514

With guesses, Lyra was not able to figure it out.

She sighed deeply and looked out the car window at the receding dim streetlights, "Whatever, whether she is Ethel or not, as long as she never shows up and doesn't hurt Spencer and Momo, I can still pretend she's dead."

Malcolm tightened her grip to ease her mind.

But Lyra's attention was attracted over by the sudden appearance of the suspected Ethel, she didn't even look at him.

Malcolm advised her, "Well Rara, it's useless for you to think more. Wait for Eleven and other findings. Spencer and Molly must be safe. Relax."

Lyra gave a distracted "hmm".

Malcolm sighed and softened his tone to ask for a reward for himself.

"Honey, I dutifully finished my business with the bureau tonight before arriving at the party. Should I be rewarded for being so obedient when we get home?"

Lyra gave him a listless look, "Not interested. Don't want to have sex."

Malcolm was instantly aggrieved.

"Honey, am I the one who lost my charm?"

"Is it my body that doesn't give you pleasure anymore?"

"Are the abs uncomfortable to squeeze or are the collarbones unpleasant to nibble on?"

"I can't believe you've lost interest in me!" He was pale and unusually frightened and sad. Then he grunted in depression, "You've changed, babe. I'm going to lose my favor?"

He was unbelievable and she actually had no words to say.

"Babe, tell me. I will try to improve the happy life between us."

She glanced at him stiffly, "No, it's just that I'm tired and don't want to have sex."

After a day of handling business and going to a party after work, she just wanted to take a shower and be lazy when she got home.

Malcolm thought the otherwise.

"At the last two times, I did make you tired. Tonight I'll make the effort. You just need to lie in peace. I'll keep serving you comfortably."

He was so thoughtful!

She didn't answer, but her thoughts were indeed diverted by Malcolm from Ethel to the subject of sex.

A wonderful night.

It was the harmonious life for the couple.

And it was just getting started.

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The suicide note submitted by Anthony was identified by professionals as 85% similar to Caitlin's handwriting.

In addition, Caitlin did suffer from depression because of Anthony's return to the country that year.

Each one made sense.

The Shane's incident had been dragging on for a long time, and Malcolm reassembled all the corroborating evidence and formally handed it over to justice.

Two days later.

There came with the result of the trial.

It was life imprisonment to be served in a senior prison.

Shane, who dressed in a simple suit, and was wearing a mask and handcuffs, was wheeled to the car.

On the day he was to be sent to prison, it rained heavily and the weather was overcast.

Anthony, who dressed in a noble manner and was holding a black umbrella, stood quietly at the entrance of High-order Prison and waited in silence.

A few minutes later, the car carrying Shane pulled over.

As soon as Shane got out of the car, he saw Anthony immediately, and his eyes instantly turned red, trying to rush towards him.

"Anthony Callahan!"