The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 503

Malcolm's eyes looked deep and he didn't say a word.

He waited for the entire seventh team of soldiers to finish searching and come down to report.

"Mr. Malcolm, no significant findings in Shane Callahan's room."

"Mr. Malcolm, nothing found on the top floor either."

"Mr. Malcolm ..."

Malcolm listened quietly to the report, but his eyes were quietly looking at the servants and bodyguards in the garden, as well as the butler.

Tom had the calmest and most relaxed expression when he heard the report of all the searches, as if he had expected this result.

Malcolm narrowed his cold eyes and tentatively continued his order, "Everyone searches the garden and the small backyard of Callahan Residence again. No detail is to be missed."

Tom lowered his head slightly and tightened his palms. Knowing what was going on in the backyard, he tightened his palms instinctively.

Malcolm keenly noticed his strange reaction and said nothing, taking Chad and Ted himself and checking the garden and the small backyard.

The butler's face looked bemused as he inspected the garden.

Malcolm immediately went to the backyard himself and continued to give orders, "Everyone focus to check the backyard."

With his words, the butler's fists were clenched, and he silently followed Malcolm.

Chad found some shards of glass that hadn't been cleaned under a flower pot in the backyard.

Wearing rubber gloves, he picked up the glass splinters and showed them to Malcolm.

"Look."

Soon, other soldiers found another shards of glass in several other inconspicuous grasses.

Tom, who watched silently and stood by the wall, gulped. Because of the rush, he let the bodyguards quickly smash all the glass tubes. He did not notice the glass fragments were splashed out and forgot to landfill them.

Malcolm gathered all the glass pieces together and their texture was identical.

And each glass fragment was not stained with any ash and dust. Obviously, it happened the last few days.

He raised his eyes sternly and looked at the butler who stood at the corner, "Why are there so many pieces of glass in the backyard that haven't been cleaned up?" What did Callahan Residence do two days ago?

The butler compressed his lips and replied respectfully, "It was two days ago. A servant broke a glass. Presumably, he was lazy and surprisingly did not throw it way but randomly threw the broken glass into the backyard grass. Mr. Malcolm, I'm sorry. It is my fault for mismanagement."

Malcolm, who wore a pair of black leather gloves, picked up the pieces of glass again.

The glass body was extremely thin, obviously not the thickness of a normal glass.

But he didn't argue with Tom but told Chad to pack up the subtle evidence he found and take it back to the National Investigation Bureau.

Before leaving, he turned around and glanced at the butler sternly, "Ted, take Tom away and send him to the suspect room. I will personally interrogate him."

"Yes, Mr. Malcolm."

But Tom was confused, "Ah? Mr. Malcolm! I didn't do anything wrong. Why do you arrest me and send me to the suspect room?"

Ted walked over and handcuffed him, "Covering up and failing to report is considered an accomplice. You'll be punished based on the same crime. Tom, Mr. Malcolm has done his work for many years. There is no one who can play a trick in front of him."

"It's just a one day trip to the National Investigation Bureau's suspect room."

Tom's face paled and he didn't dare say anything.

*

Lyra didn't go to the Lloyd's Corp in the morning. Keith had to take Melissa to the lab to continue her rehabilitation and Lyra went here with them.

Yesterday, Melissa had a full day of infusion therapy and a few shots of specific medicine.

Melissa was doing a little better, no mania, but her mental state was never particularly good. She didn't know anyone and didn't care about anyone.

Only when Shane's name was spoken, did she have a slight reaction.

Keith kissed the back of her hand over and over again. His unsettled mood was not getting an ounce of peace.

Lyra just watched silently and sighed.

As a bystander, there was very little she could do to help, especially now that Keith and Melissa were emotionally involved.