The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 585

The atmosphere in the bedroom became delicate once again because of Lyra's words.

Travis denied it, "I didn't! Grandpa, I really did not collude with anyone to harm Malcolm. He deliberately made fun of me at the hall tonight!"

Rudolph weakly half leaned on the head of the bed, observed the expressions of several young people and looked at each of them once.

When he was young man, he was a leading figure both in the military and business. Even though he was sick and slow in thinking, he could quickly find that this was not that simple but strange.

And it was Lyra who said those, so it even implicated Lyra.

Then it was not just about the White family. It was also about the Lloyd family.

It would be more than a family's affair.

He was silent for a while before looking at Lyra, "Rara, if what you said is real, what are you going to do about it?"

Lyra smiled gently, but her language was sharp, "It depends on whether you want to settle it publicly or privately?"

Travis's eyes lit up with her words.

It could be dealt with privately?

Lyra turned out to be here to give them support?

His thigh was injured and he was in a kneeling position. It was so painful that he could hardly breathe. And his face became paler and paler.

Ryan sharply noticed that his son's state was not right, and rushed forward to help him.

The medical team was present and could bandage him up.

After asking Rudolph for permission, Ryan took Travis to a chair and let him sit down.

And the matter of Rudolph's coma was still under discussion.

Rudolph asked, "What about publicly? And what about privately?"

"If go public, he should serve to a sentence according to the evidence collected by Chad. Travis raised a gun against the director of NIB and tried to shoot and kill him. This is not a trivial matter."

The moment when Lyra finished speaking, Travis immediately shouted from the back, "No way! I'm not going to prison even if I die!"

Malcolm, seeing that he still had the time to talk back, looked sullen and said coldly, "No painkillers for him. Make him hurt more so he can learn a lesson."

"Yes, Mr. Malcolm."

Travis's face was pale and wan and his cold sweat was like rain falling down. Clutching the armrests of the chair, he was going to retort Malcolm, "Malcolm, do you want me to die so badly? Ah! Ouch! Ouch!"

The doctor dabbed a cotton swab with alcohol and the moment it touched the wound, Travis kept wailing and instantly lost his momentum.

Lyra ignored him and continued, "Grandpa, if you take it privately, just follow the rules of the family and punish him with the whip."

Ryan said, "Then whip Travis ten times. I think he'll not dare do it next time."

Lyra smiled, "Only ten? Ryan, will it be too simple? Travis tried to kill grandpa. Thirty times at least. He caused me to be detained at the police station because of this incident. It's worth another ten times. He disrespected the family head, and even raised a gun. Twenty times."

Her eyes looked delicate. She gestured and pretended to count the number, "That is sixty times all together. If Travis can withstand, then settle it in private."

Because of the lack of painkilling medication, Travis had been in a trance of pain. For what Lyra said later, he was completely absent-minded. And he was too painful to listen to her words.

Ryan stood up and objected, "Travis is already in poor health, and now he suffers a gunshot wound. Not to mention the sixty times of whipping, he can't even withstand thirty times. Do you want him to die?"

Lyra laughed, "When Malcolm gave me his entire properties, including the shares of White Corp, he was told by Travis to double his fine. If I hadn't arrived in time, he would have nearly whipped eighty times. So you were trying to kill him, too?"

Ryan choked and froze for a while before saying, "The two things are not the same in nature."

Lyra said, "It's different. For Travis, the nature of the incident is much wore than Malcolm's, but I don't make it double, right? Sixty. It's just based on the White family's rules."