After divorce I am a billionaire novel Chapter 613

"Hello, madam."

All the male and female police officers who passed by Malcolm and Lyra saluted respectfully.

There was envy in their eyes.

Lyra responded with a generous smile, leaving a gentle and kind impression on everyone.

But Lyra, while acting calm, was actually a little weird about Malcolm's choice.

Originally, she thought it was takeout and went to Malcolm's office to eat alone.

But Malcolm dragged her to the cafeteria, showing their affection generously.

Lyra originally refused to appear in such a high-profile canteen of the bureau, but Malcolm's attitude was very firm. Although she couldn't understand what he wanted to do, she chose to let him do so.

Malcolm took the plate and ordered two meals.

Halfway through, he called Levi, who was holding a plate, and said something close to Levi's ear before returning to the opposite table where Lyra was already sitting.

His expression was calm, but he was observing the police officers who were having lunch from time to time.

The meal in the cafeteria had a light taste, which was completely incomparable to the craftsmanship of Malcolm's own cooking.

But Lyra can accompany him to eat, and she won't go back to the villa to eat alone. She thought it will be fine to have a meal only.

Lyra barely managed to eat half of it, and the two left the cafeteria holding hands again.

Before leaving, Lyra could vaguely hear many police officers discussing them quietly, but most of them were envious and admiring.

"Honey."

She called him softly, but turned her head to see Malcolm who was staring straight ahead. His expression was cold and solemn, as if he was thinking about something.

"Honey?" Lyra called again, getting close to his ear.

Malcolm then recovered and turned to look at her, "What's wrong?"

"What happen to you?"

Malcolm was thinking that his grandfather knew about his every move in the bureau. He had just tried it out, and he believed it would soon come to an end.

However, how long had his grandpa watched him?

Was it just this time that he was forced to use the connection for Travis and Ryan, or was Malcolm being watched all the time?

If it was the former, it was no big deal.

However, if it was the latter, the problem was serious.

He selfishly hoped that it was the former. Since he was little, he knew he had no parents, only grandfather.

Although his grandfather was strict with him, he loved him very much.

He didn't want any accident that would destroy the strong family relationship between him and his grandfather.

"Honey?"

Malcolm was in a trance again, and his thoughts were brought back by Lyra.

He was deeply sorry, "I'm sorry babe. I..."

Lyra stretched out her index finger and pressed it lightly on his thin lips, preventing him from continuing.

"It's okay. No need to explain. I know what you're worrying about."

The sense of trust brought by this sentence reassured Malcolm more than any love words.

Malcolm looked around the hallway, bent down slightly, and kissed his wife's cheek quickly, like secretly begging for sweet candy, with sly black eyes.

Lyra's ears were slightly red, and she gently nudged his broad shoulders, "There's no camera in this corridor? Would you be ashamed if you were seen by people in the surveillance room?"

Malcolm was righteous and proud, "Why should I feel ashamed when I kiss my wife? Obviously they will envy me and be jealous of me, because they don't have a sweet wife to kiss."

Lyra was overwhelmed by his argument, and whispered, "You're not ashamed."

After finishing her words, she ran into the office quickly, refusing to flirt outside the corridor.

Malcolm looked around the corridor at random, and followed into the office.