Chad was abashed and looked at Malcolm.
Malcolm looked like a dignified gentleman but the words he said was cruel.
"You cause the trouble so you solve it yourself. If you can't do this, I have a hundred ways to fix you. Do you wanna try?"
Chad's arms and legs went weak and he immediately looked at Lyra and began to state very heartily.
"Lyra, I am exaggerating. In fact, it doesn't reach that extent. My brother led a team at the border and saved a junior female student from terrorists. She was in a trip and kidnapped."
"I didn't expect that girl to fall in love with my brother. She just ... pestered him for a few days at the border, but you can rest assured he only has you in his heart. He definitely didn't touch her even a finger."
"He was very adamant and refused the girl many times. Finally he had Ted send her back home."
His explanation implied his desire for survival.
Malcolm was relieved to hear that and thought it quite pertinent. And he felt that he did nothing wrong in this matter.
But to his surprise, after Chad's explanation, Lyra's expression was calm and she seemed to be in contemplation.
After a while, she asked: "Why have you not mentioned a single word to me about this matter since you returned to Suham? If you don't feel guilty, why don't you dare to tell me honestly?"
Malcolm's whole body froze.
Chad saw his face changed, and quickly helped to continue to explain, "Lyra, don't be angry. He must be afraid you'll think too much, so he didn't tell you. I can guarantee with my life. He is absolutely loyal to you. No matter how other women harass him, he absolutely doesn't care about them!"
Lyra didn't answer, always staring at Malcolm.
Lyra could easily notice his every little movement. She was very keen and noticed he swallowed, a sign of nervousness and guilty conscience.
However, with so many relatives in mind, she didn't say much but smiled warmly, "What are you afraid of? Of course I believe in you."
She arched her eyebrows and tenderly served Malcolm food, "Come on, eat more. You've done so much cooking today. I'll consider giving you a massage at night."
Massage?
Malcolm's palms were tight, and he preferred interrogation and sparring.
He was afraid he was going to see the moldy ruler that was laying in the drawer.
After a silent sigh, he stood in silent tribute for himself, frantically wording for the preparations of the night ahead.
A small interlude ended quickly by Lyra who changed the topic.
The room resumed its joyful atmosphere and the occasional crisp clink of toasts could be heard.
They had a long meal until 9:30 p.m. that the pleasant little family gathering ended.
Chad was half-drunk and was already talking nonsense.
And in the memory of the first experience in the border, he was like a savage and no one wanted him. He was crying out to repeat Malcolm's grace and almost said he wanted to give birth to babies for Malcolm.
Fortunately, Chad's villa was close by, and Keira coaxed him with kind words, held his arm, and helped him back home.
Collin, Micah and Keith, the three brothers, went to the garage with their respective beloved ones and went to their own home respectively.
The messy kitchen was cleaned up by Malcolm in a good manner.
In the past, when he needed to do so many dishes, Lyra would accompany him to chat and help him in the meantime to put the dishes into the cupboard.
But tonight, Lyra went to the bedroom after the dinner, deliberately leaving him alone to clean up the mess, as if punishing him for his dishonesty when they were having dinner.
With a guilty conscience, Malcolm willingly cleaned up the kitchen.
Half an hour later, he carefully went back to the bedroom.
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