After divorce I am a billionaire novel Chapter 806

Since then, Frank had completely broken with Malcolm, hating him. And even though April wasn't found to have been killed by Malcolm, Frank didn't believe that. Because the White family was so powerful, it was so easy to change that information. Frank just wanted to get back at him.

Malcolm wouldn't have told the truth if Frank hadn't acted so crazily, and he didn't care if Frank hated him or not.

But now Frank had threatened his wife and children, which can not be tolerated.

After listening to Malcolm's presentation, Frank froze.

"Am I in love with the wrong person all these years?"

The woman he loved had such an ugly identity?! All this revenge he was doing was wrong?!

No!

"I don't believe it!"

Malcolm lied about everything! It had to be!

Frank took a few steps back. His eyes were red, and his voice was trembling. "Malcolm, you're lying! April is such a lively and cheerful girl. She would never be the drug dealer you say she is! Do you expect me to believe you?"

He didn't want to believe the truth, and he didn't want all the things he had done over the years to turn out to be his own fault.

Yes, it was all part of Malcolm's game.

All he wanted to do was to blame himself, to blame himself for all his mistakes.

Frank suddenly laughed hysterically and knelt over April's grave. His eyes fixed on the picture on the tombstone, "Don't worry, April," he murmured. "I will make whoever killed you pay. I will not let you die in vain."

With that, he limped up to Malcolm and threw a punch directly into Malcolm's chest.

Malcolm frowned, didn't move, and took the real punch.

His hands were tied behind his back, and it was not right for him to fight back, even if he pretended to be.

Then Frank's fists rained down. He kept shouting, "Malcolm, the mighty Malcolm White, Suham's powerful man. You're in my hands now. The day you killed April, did you ever think that I would take revenge on you?"

Malcolm looked at Frank, who had gone mad, and his voice was as cold as winter's ice. "Stubborn and self-deluded," he said

He and Frank had been close and unending companions, knowing best what each other was like.

"No!"

"You shut up!"

Frank tore at Malcolm like a madman and said viciously, "Don't you dare slander April! You murderer! Come on!"

Hearing the call, Frank's men rushed over and bowed their heads. "Yes, Boss?"

Frank let go of Malcolm, who was already covered in wounds, and pulled out a white handkerchief to wipe his dirt-stained hands. "Give him a shot," he said coldly

"Yes!"

Three or five men approached Malcolm. Two men clamped down on his arm, and one man pushed a refilled potion into his arm.

Frank smiled, and his eyes were full of hatred.

"Malcolm, this is the new X Virus. If you don't get an antidote in three days, you'll die."

Malcolm sneered. "Frank, you're a loser, a total loser, and you've been used your whole life."

"Shut up!"

Frank went crazy, pulled out his pistol, loaded it, and shot Malcolm.

Bang, bang, bang

The succession of gunshots was especially creepy in the dark.

Malcolm stood motionless, as calm as a cucumber.

Frank's every shot landed on the ground around him, not a scratch on him.