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"Let them in." said Lyra who was unperturbed.

Two men dressed like bodyguards walked in and bent towards Lyra respectfully, "Miss Lyra, we are sent by the old Mr. Carver.

He wants to terminate Mr. Cody's artist contract with Angle Group, and we will take Mr. Cody back." Lyra didn't answer for a moment.

She knew that the old Carver did this because he was afraid that Cody's affair would implicate her and wanted to help her stop the damage in time.

"Termination of the contract is not possible. Please go back and tell him that | will definitely advance and retreat together with Cody!" The two bodyguards looked at each other.

After all, they were only here to deliver the message. They couldn't make the decision, so they could only add, "Then please hand over Mr. Cody to us so that we can take him back to Frayton first." Lyra was too aware of the old Mr. Carver's tutelage.

Whether this was really done by Cody or not, he had caused a lot of impact on the network, and it was estimated that the Carver Group's loss was not small.

The old Mr. Carver asked the bodyguards to take Cody back, which could be considered that the old man was really angry.

If Cody was really taken back, she was afraid that he would be beaten to death based on his family rules.

"Miss Lyra?" When the two bodyguards saw her delay in answering, they whispered to call her back to her thoughts.

Lyra said immediately, "We lost the communication with Cody. We're also looking for him. Tell grandpa Oliver. When I find him, | will help him to fix Cody, and then send him back to Frayton so that Oliver can personally teach him a lesson. " The two men looked at each other, "We couldn't find Mr. Cody either. And we couldn't get through on the phone, so we thought he's hiding out here." "He's really not here. | just knew Cody's news just a few minutes ago." "Okay, then we won't bother you." Lyra nodded, called Kellie in and told her to send the two out.

When the two had just left, her phone rang in her hand.

Lyra laughed and shook her head, looking helpless.

What was wrong with today? Things were coming together, leaving no minutes for her to take a break.

She picked up her phone and looked at the caller ID. It was Malcolm.

As soon as the call was answered, Malcolm spoke in a serious tone and immediately said, "I saw the online buzz, and | saw the statement from Angle Group." Lyra's tone was rising, "So, you're here to talkout of Cody too?" Malcolm, who was on the other end of the phone, was silent for a moment before saying, "I've asked Brad to find Cody's current location. Do you want to go check it out?" Lyra was slightly stunned.

She was about to call someone to check it out when Malcolm was one step ahead of her.

Not waiting for her answer, Malcolm continued, "Rara, if you're interested, cdownstairs. I'm already in the Angle Group garage." Lyra was surprised, "You're already at my company? That's fast!" In the phone, his voice sounded evil, "Family instruction Article 2, wife's business comes first. | must be proactive.” Lyra listened with satisfaction and teased, "Mel, you're really getting better and better. From now on that whip in the house, I'm afraid | won't use it." "Then I'll get rid of the wash board tomorrow!" "No." Lyra didn't even need to think about it. It was better to keep it in case she needed it in the future, "I'l pack it up and be right down." Within a few minutes, Lyra took the elevator downstairs and saw the familiar car in the garage and the handsfigure leaning against the door.

When he saw her coming, Malcolm opened the passenger's side door for her, and when Lyra got in, he leaned over to help her put on her seat belt.

As her cheek passed Lyra's lips, Lyra puckered up her little mouth and kissed him.

Malcolm's hands froze slightly before quickly buckling. His large palm gently cupped her chin to continue the sweet kiss.

After the kiss, Lyra helped him wipe the lipstick stain off his thin lips, "You ate all my lipstick. | need to touch up my makeup again." "No need. It'll look great like this." Malcolm stroked her face again before straightening up, closing the car door for her and going around to the main driver's seat.

On the way, Lyra asked, "I just found out about this and you're here. When did you start checking on Cody's whereabouts?" Malcolm, while driving, said squarely, "It was uploaded online an hour ago." "So you had someone check it out at that point? Then how can you be sure that | won't choose to give up Cody and stop in time?" Malcolm smiled lightly, "Because | know you." Lyra had a clear-cut stand on what to love and what to hate. Being dared to hurt those who bullied her, she would be vengeful and return like for like.

She will spare no effort to protect and help her friends and relatives who were genuinely good to her.

Not long after, Malcolm took her to No. 5 Pub.

Lyra was ready to go in and find Cody, but when she just stepped into the doorway, the strong smell of alcohol, tobacco and perfin the bar's dance floor made her feel sick so she ran to a corner for retching.

Malcolm rushed to help her smooth her breath and took out his cell phone to call Chad.

"Make a block booking of No. 5 Pub, in addition to room 3805. The rest people should be immediately cleared. Let hotel staff clean this place within fifteen minutes. It must ensure that there is not a trace of odor." Lyra gradually eased through the bout of nausea and shook her head at him, "Forget it. It's too much trouble and a waste of time.

I'll just put up with it." On this matter, Malcolm was adamant, "Listen to me. It's only fifteen minutes.” "Okay." Lyra didn't argue with him and let him carry her back to the car and settle into the back.

After a busy morning without a break, she was sleepy from waiting and fell asleep within two minutes when leaning into his arms.

When Chad took care of the No. 5 Pub, Malcolm had planned to go in alone to look for Cody himself, but who knew that he had just moved his body when the little petite,who was lying on his lap, woke up.

Malcolm had to carry her inside and cstraight to the door of private room 3805.

Chad helped to push open the door. There were many bottles on tables and floor. The smell of alcohol was very strong. Chad took out a non-toxic and harmless air freshener. After a wild spraying, the air quality turned better.

Lyra covered her nose and walked in with a strong sense of nausea.

Cody was lying on his back on a couch. His whole face was red. He was already drunk to the point of unconsciousness.

Obviously, he was very drunk before the headline.

Lyra got angry when she saw him like that.

No wonder he was framed. He was drunk like this at everyone's service! She held back her anger and turned back to Chad who was standing at the door, "Go get the waiter a bucket of ice water to sober up Mr. Cody!" "Okay!" Chad answered briskly and soon brought in a full bucket of water mixed with ice.

Malcolm sat squarely on a side couch, intentionally staying away to avoid being splattered.

Clatter- The cold and bone-chilling ice water was just poured on, and Cody instantly woke up with his teeth striking against each other.

He was still not fully conscious and made threatening gestures to the air.

"Who dares to splash the water on me! Do you want to die?!" Lyra had her arms crossed, stared at him expressionlessly, and answered him, "It's me!" MMMWWLIIOIfIO&1 MMMWWLIIOIfIO&1 mmMwWLLIOfiflO& 1 MMMWWLIIOIfIO&1 MULL TO £2 E1061 mmMwWLIiIOfiflO&1