The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 400

At the door, there was a gentle smile on Lyra's delicate face. Her chest was rising and falling incessantly, which was caused by a violent gasp after a wild running.

The old White froze and didn't say anything.

Albert immediately reacted and went around to the old White and pleaded, "Dad, Miss Lyra is involved in this matter. Please don't leave first. We can listen to what she has to say first. Maybe there is something that we don't know?"

Lyra smiled with curved eyebrows. Her face was extremely pleasing to the elders.

The old White stared at her and agreed.

Malcolm, who was still kneeling on one knee in the middle of the hall, actually had no confidence to be able to endure the punishment.

All his attention was focused on his back. He was concentrating on waiting to the pain, so he didn't even hear Lyra's voice at the door.

He had been waiting for a while. What fell on his back was not the harsh and vicious whip of the family rule, the shirt and suit that he had just taken off and rested on his shoulders instead.

The woman's slender but warm fingers helped him put on his clothes tightly to cover his muscular and tanned upper body.

He looked up and saw Lyra's eyes, which were implicitly displeased.

"Why are you here?"

Lyra suppressed her upset feelings and pulled him up, "If I don't come over, are you going to keep me in the dark again, like that time in Frayton?"

Malcolm bowed his head, and was unable to explain.

He just ... didn't want to worry her.

As soon as the punishment was over, the matter of shares would be over.

She had enough to worry about lately, and he didn't want to add to her troubles.

How could Lyra not know what he was thinking?

But she just got a little angry and whispered at him, "If you like to get beaten so much, I can satisfy you when you get back! But Malcolm, no one can touch you except me!"

Malcolm lowered his head and didn't say anything.

Lyra was annoyed and quietly pinched his waist hard, "Do you hear me?"

"Hiss ..."

He wrinkled his eyebrows in pain and nodded his head.

"Put your clothes on." Lyra stroked his waist, reminding him not to just take off his clothes with her eyes!

The old White watched their interaction and was so relieved. When he spoke again, his tone softened considerably.

"Lyra, how do you plan to explain for Malcolm?"

Lyra smiled and took a checklist out of her bag, "Rudolph, please take a look at this and you'll know."

Charles had already put back the box that contained the whip, rushed to pick up the piece of paper in Lyra's hand and handed it to the old White.

The old White gave her a suspicious look, and put on his presbyopic glasses. After reading the contents of the checklist, his muddy eyes instantly looked very surprised.

"You're pregnant? And two babies at once?!"

His tone could not hide his excitement and he laughed aloud.

The anger of a few minutes ago all faded away after learning that he would have two little great-grandchildren.

Charles, who was next to him, said, "Congratulation! You'll be able to have two little great-grandchildren at the same time in a few months!"

The other elders all laughed, "Congratulations, old man. What a blessing! Soon, there will be four generations under one roof!"

Albert also said, "Congratulations, dad! The twins are a great blessing. Why don't we forgive about what Malcolm did this time?"

The old White was delighted by the congratulations and looked approvingly at Malcolm, "Malcolm, for the sake of these two little great-grandchildren, this time it's ..."