The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 233

He spoke in an upturned tone and was in an extraordinarily good mood.

It was as if he was a piece of art carefully sculpted by Lyra.

And his eyes seemed to say, "Look! This is what my wife did. Isn't it cool?

"Ahem, beautiful!" Chad gulped, nodded heartily, and exclaimed, "Miss Lyra, truly brave!"

Satisfied, Malcolm buttoned up his shirt to cover those ambiguously sweet marks.

Chad saw that he was in such a good mood, so he hurriedly took credit, "Boss, I made contribution, right? Miss Lyra was so moved by my emotional performance at night. I can make up for it this time."

He was previously deducted for two years and one month's salary!

"Very well."

Malcolm curved his lips. His black eyes were the ultimate in reserved arrogance, "I'll return your two years and one month's salary, plus six months of bonus."

Chad was cheering and roaring inside.

Oooh, Boss was the best! Boss was the most understanding leader in the world!

Still, Chad was worried about his health.

"But Boss, don't do this kind of bitter trick next time! Although you already knew you were not shot in the heart, the loss of blood will be life-threatening."

Malcolm lowered his eyes coldly and gave him a stern glance, "Next time? It seems you'd like me to fight with Rara?"

Chad was so scared that he turned pale.

"Blah blah blah! I said nonsense. Boss, don't deduct my salary. My salary just comes back to me ..."

Chad wanted to take back the comments about Boss being understanding!

He was clearly temperamental and irrational!

Malcolm couldn't hear his inner sarcasm. His face returned to its hostility, "Get to the point."

Chad quickly changed to a serious expression, "Tonight, Miss Lyra took me on a quiet trip to the White Manor to get some interest from Mr. Travis for you."

Malcolm's eyes softened when he learned that Lyra hadn't left, "What did she do?"

"She ..." Chad thought and organized his words, "She stabbed Mr. Travis in the chest, tied him up, and took itching powder and sprinkled it all over his body. Even in his penis and asshole. She's a real badass! "

Malcolm wrinkled his brows and his tone was chilly, "She sprinkled herself?"

"No, no, no! It's me to do it for you!"

Chad hastily waved his hand and gave a much-needed ingratiation, "Boss, you have such a great body. How could Miss Lyra possibly want to see that skinny Travis!"

Malcolm's face then returned to normal.

Chad continued, "But this is not a small thing. Travis is not willing to let go. I guess tomorrow morning, there will be trouble!"

"What are you afraid of? Just let them make trouble, but only at the White Manor's hall. Send someone to guard it, and do not allow them to go to the Lloyd family."

"Yes, boss."

"Well, I'm going back to be with Rara."

He waved his hand, and without waiting for Chad to answer, he slunk back to the ward.

Chad looked at his back and tut-tutted twice.

Malcolm finally slept with the one he loved so he was extra happy when he walked.

...

Early the next morning.

Malcolm did not like female nurses to give him an intravenous drip, so it was a male nurse with a tray containing medical tools walking into the ward.

As a result, once the nurse pushed open the door, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

Malcolm, dressed in a hospital gown, sat at the bedside and thoughtfully fed Lyra breakfast, who had just woken up in the bed.