The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 598

When he returned to the White Mansion, Ryan seemed to know he would come to the door and was already sitting in living room's couch waiting.

Malcolm didn't change his military uniform and looked righteous. With his military boots, he walked in the villa, and every step was upright with momentum.

Ted brought a team of soldiers, followed him into the villa's living room and surrounded the entire living room, which looked somewhat appalling.

Ryan was old and experienced a lot with Rudolph.

Although he had never been an officer, seeing Malcolm come here in a big way, he had little expression and was tasting his freshly brewed tea very calmly.

Malcolm walked over to a side sofa and sat down. Seeing that Ryan had no intention of pouring him a cup of tea, he took the teapot himself and poured a cup of tea for himself.

"Your hospitality is really getting worse and worse. I am the head of the family. It's okay if you don't greet me. And you can't even spare a cup of tea for me."

Ryan's eyes were cloudy and grim, and he didn't even look at him.

"I don't have any good tea. It's not as valuable as you have. And I'm afraid you won't like it, so I didn't serve any tea for you."

Malcolm gently sipped the tea and fervently agreed with him, "Indeed, the taste of this tea is indeed bad, but it has nothing to do with the tea itself. It's the person who brewed the tea is not up to par."

Ryan drank the whole cup of tea in his hand and heavily put down the cup on the table, which caused dull sound as if venting out his indignation.

The two played dumb for a while. Finally, Ryan could not resist and mentioned the topic back on track.

"I only have Travis as a son. Although he is not as good as you, and often does stupid things, he is still my son, our family's bloodline and your cousin. Can't you let him go?"

Malcolm's slender fingertips tapped his teacup as if he was thinking about something, "He made a mistake and deserves to be punished. You're covering up for him and only encouraging his bad intentions."

Ryan's wrinkled eyes were slightly red, and he didn't know if he was angry or excited.

Malcolm's voice was cold and he was unmoved, "Where did you hide him? If you take the initiative to hand him over, I won't take it seriously this time. If I find him out personally, it will be counted as a crime of escape."

"Why are you so vicious and pushing him so hard?"

Ryan's fists were so tight that they were shaking, and he stared at him with indignation, "If he is really sent to a senior prison, his life will be ruined. There will be people scoffing at me. This time he did it without my knowledge. But it didn't cause particularly bad results in the end and my dad is okay. Do you have to hold on to him like this?"

Speaking of which, he slapped the coffee table heavily, making an appallingly loud noise, as if trying to suppress Malcolm's aura from the motion.

Malcolm tightened his eyebrows. His face was chilled. He threw the teacup in his hand out hard the moment Ryan finished slapping the table.

There was a loud and crisp sound.

The ceramic fell into the corner and broke in pieces.

Ryan trembled by his sudden outburst of anger and shut his mouth up to stop accusing him.

With anger, Malcolm's tone was intensified, "If it would have caused extremely bad results, he wouldn't even have a chance to sneak away and hide now. I'd send him straight to NIB to be shot."

"Ryan, don't provoke me. Thirty times of whipping plus five years in prison is already the last compromise I can make on account of my grandfather's plea. This is not negotiable."

He got up and straightened the cuffs of his uniform, and his eyebrows furrowed coldly.

"It looks like you aren't going to be honest today, so don't blame me for personally nabbing Travis and doubling his original punishment."

He smiled and snorted, which was sarcastic. He turned his head and walk ed away, saying the last sentence resentfully, "Ted, put handcuffs on Mr. Ryan. Invite him to NIB for a seven-day trip."

Two soldiers immediately came forward with metal handcuffs and forced Ryan up from the couch.

Ryan kept struggling, resisting the handcuffs being put on his hands, and yelled at Malcolm who was about to walk out of the villa.

"Where is your humanity! I am your elder, your uncle. You want to handcuff me and send me to the bureau! What did I do wrong?"

Malcolm's eyes looked cold, "You helped Travis evade guilt. You should be punished for harboring. I'll detain you for a few days, so you can learn a lesson."

Ryan still denied it, "I didn't help him. I got up in the morning and he was already gone. I am in the dark just like you guys. How would I know where he is?"

Malcolm was unmoved and said heartlessly, "Save those words when you're at the interrogation room."

He walked out the room.

Ryan watched him that he was about to leave, and went ahead regardless to show his hole card.

"Malcolm, I know why your parents had an accident!"