The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 812

At this point, Chad returned to the observation room. He saw Malcolm and Frank alone in a cell. His heart started racing.

Frank was a crazy man and a good fighter, and if he hurt Malcolm, he was the one who should take the blame.

In his cell, seeing that Frank was drunk, Malcolm didn't want to waste any more time. He picked up his coat and walked away.

From a distance, he could see Chad running toward him, and his face was filled with unspeakable anxiety.

Chad checked Malcolm's status carefully and worriedly. "Bro, are you all right?"

"No, I have to go back to the group to take care of things."

Malcolm walked away, and Chad was relieved when he looked inside Frank's cell to make sure nothing was wrong.

As long as the judicial review was in order, Frank's time was up.

White Corp.

Malcolm came back to the company with a cold face. The employee, who had been dozing off, saw his face and immediately stood up to say, "Mr. White!"

As soon as they heard that Malcolm was back, they all perked up, afraid that Malcolm would scold them if they were not careful.

In the company, Malcolm was known to be strict, but also known to be ruthless, and no one dared to act rashly.

Upon learning that Malcolm had returned to the company, the special assistant immediately arranged all the documents for him.

"Everything is running smoothly. Here are the latest minutes and meeting points. What else do you need?"

Looking through the documents the assistant handed him, Malcolm waved his hand casually.

In the afternoon, Malcolm handed out the company's requirements and performance targets for the new quarter.

The crowd looked at the documents posted on the company's website, one after another showing bitterness.

The president came back, and the idle good day came to an end. They must begin to work overtime and they would be busy again.

The day went by.

Malcolm was finally done with his backlog of papers, with his bruises tingling.

As he got up, the motion involved the injury, and an excruciating pain immediately caused Malcolm to bend over.

The assistant entered the room, saw Malcolm in a bad state, and rushed over to help him up.

"Mr. White, what's the matter?"

"I'm fine," Malcolm said, frowning. "Take me to the hospital."

The assistant immediately drove him to the hospital himself.

Despite the bruises, Malcolm was fine and took a painkiller before returning to the lab.

The sun had set, and Lyra picked up Molly from kindergarten.

They lived the family's life, as if finally returned to a normal state.

Through the small window of the ward, Malcolm saw Lyra playing with the two children. He smiled and pushed the door open.

"Daddy!"

Molly rushed over and ran straight into his arms, almost falling.

The little girl said happily, "Today, I was praised by the kindergarten teacher. She said that I am the bravest child in the class. Also, our teacher said that tomorrow is a family day. I wonder if Daddy has the time to attend?"