After divorce I am a billionaire novel Chapter 621

After chatting with Lyra, Malcolm went to the interrogation room.

Ted had been waiting at the door for a long time.

The door of the interrogation room was opened, and the room was empty, with only a table in the middle.

Albert sat down and didn't even smoke a cigarette.

Seeing Malcolm coming in, Albert immediately stood up, but was held by the shoulders by the police officers on both sides, and sat back down.

"Malcolm, I'm on a business trip. Why are you calling me back all of a sudden?"

Malcolm's dark eyes looked sullen, and he didn't talk.

The sound of military boots hitting the floor was extremely dull.

He walked to the opposite table a few meters away from Albert and sat down, then said slowly, "Albert, since you're on a business trip, why do you look like this? Stay in an ordinary hotel, eat cheap instant noodles. You're hiding from me."

The low and steady voice made him unable to sense his emotions, but Albert could be suppressed by the powerful aura on his body.

Albert's face stiffened, and he quickly smiled harmoniously, "What are you talking about? Why am I hiding from you? I went to Lenbirge for business, but I lost my ID card and wallet. My old friend lent some money to me, so I had to save a little."

Malcolm didn't bother to continue playing dumb with him, but glanced at Ted who was beside him.

Ted bowed knowingly, asked the police officers to fasten Albert's hands to the shackles of the interrogation table, and then led the other police officers out before leaving.

As the door of the interrogation room slammed shut, only Albert and Malcolm were left in the room.

Malcolm got up and walked to Albert's table. His deep eyes narrowed, with a hint of anger, looking at Albert condescendingly.

Albert felt the threatening aura on him, and was stunned.

He has known Malcolm for so long. Because he had never fought against him, Malcolm had always been very friendly to his family, never making things difficult or saying even harsh words, and sometimes secretly helping him.

Ever since Malcolm became the man in power of the White family, the Albert's family had been living more comfortably than when Rudolph was in power.

"Malcolm , you..."

Without waiting for him to ask, Malcolm went straight to the topic, "Albert, I already know almost the truth about my parents' car accident. Do you still want to hide it?"

Albert's pupils dilated, and he quickly became discouraged, "You already know..."

He sighed helplessly, "You sent someone to Lenbirge to arrest me. It seems that Ryan has blamed it to me."

Malcolm continued, "You were in the driver's seat on the day of the accident?"

Albert nodded. "Yes."

After thinking about it, he shook his head again and defended honestly, "That day I went to socialize with Ryan, and we both drank a lot of alcohol. I originally wanted to call a driver, but he insisted on driving by himself, so I agreed. I clearly remember he was in the driver's seat."

Malcolm's expression was calm, "Go on."

"On the way back that day, Ryan said Rudolph was very partial to our eldest brother. He was not willing to give him the position of heir. He wanted to win me over to help him, but I refused. We had a fight and I simply ignored him. I remember I was in the back seat. He was driving and I fell asleep, but when I woke up, Charles, Rudolph, and a bunch of cops were all staring at me."

"I did drink a lot that day, so that I was completely dazed. After being forced to sober up, Rudolph took us home and beat us up. Ryan insisted that it was me driving the car, and I argued with him. I did drink a lot that day and I suspected it was all my imagination."

His eyes looked sincere, "Malcolm, believe me. I've thought about this many times afterwards. I'm sure it's not imaginary. It's Ryan who framed me on purpose, and I really have no ill intentions towards your parents."

Malcolm listened to him without saying a word, and his eyes were still cold, "Since you didn't do anything bad, why do you feel guilty and go to Lenbirge to hide, and why didn't you tell Grandpa about it clearly? Even if you didn't say it at that time, after thinking about the ins and outs of the whole thing, you should tell the truth."

"I…"

Malcolm glared at Albert. His tone obviously suppressed his anger, "Not only did you not tell the truth, but you also helped to hide it for so many years. How do you want me to believe you have nothing to do with this matter?"