After divorce I am a billionaire

At the door, there was a gentle smile on Lyra's delicate face. Her chest was rising and falling incessantly, which was caused by a violent gasp after a wild running.

The old White froze and didn't say anything.

Albert immediately reacted and went around to the old White and pleaded, "Dad, Miss Lyra is involved in this matter. Please don't leave first. We can listen to what she has to say first. Maybe there is something that we don't know?" Lyra smiled with curved eyebrows. Her face was extremely pleasing to the elders.

The old White stared at her and agreed.

Malcolm, who was still kneeling on one knee in the middle of the hall, actually had no confidence to be able to endure the punishment.

All his attention was focused on his back. He was concentrating on waiting to the pain, so he didn't even hear Lyra's voice at the door.

He had been waiting for a while. What fell on his back was not the harsh and vicious whip of the family rule, the shirt and suit that he had just taken off and rested on his shoulders instead.

The woman's slender but warm fingers helped him put on his clothes tightly to cover his muscular and tanned upper body.

He looked up and saw Lyra's eyes, which were implicitly displeased.

"Why are you here?" Lyra suppressed her upset feelings and pulled him up, "If | don't cover, are you going to keepin the dark again, like that tin Frayton?" Malcolm bowed his head, and was unable to explain.

He just ... didn't want to worry her.

As soon as the punishment was over, the matter of shares would be over.

She had enough to worry about lately, and he didn't want to add to her troubles.

How could Lyra not know what he was thinking? But she just got a little angry and whispered at him, "If you like to get beaten so much, | can satisfy you when you get back! But Malcolm, no one can touch you except me!" Malcolm lowered his head and didn't say anything.

Lyra was annoyed and quietly pinched his waist hard, "Do you hear me?" "Hiss ..." He wrinkled his eyebrows in pain and nodded his head.

"Put your clothes on." Lyra stroked his waist, reminding him not to just take off his clothes with her eyes! The old White watched their interaction and was so relieved. When he spoke again, his tone softened considerably.

"Lyra, how do you plan to explain for Malcolm?" Lyra smiled and took a checklist out of her bag, "Rudolph, please take a look at this and you'll know." Charles had already put back the box that contained the whip, rushed to pick up the piece of paper in Lyra's hand and handed it to the old White.

The old White gave her a suspicious look, and put on his presbyopic glasses. After reading the contents of the checklist, his muddy eyes instantly looked very surprised.

"You're pregnant? And two babies at once?!" His tone could not hide his excitement and he laughed aloud.

The anger of a few minutes ago all faded away after learning that he would have two little great-grandchildren.

Charles, who was next to him, said, "Congratulation! You'll be able to have two little great-grandchildren at the stin a few months!" The other elders all laughed, "Congratulations, old man. What a blessing! Soon, there will be four generations under one roof!" Albert also said, "Congratulations, dad! The twins are a great blessing. Why don't we forgive about what Malcolm did this time?" The old White was delighted by the congratulations and looked approvingly at Malcolm, "Malcolm, for the sake of these two little great-grandchildren, this tit's ..." "Grandpa!" Travis hastily interrupted and was so upset to see that Malcolm would make it out of the hall in one piece that he stood up in agitation.

"Miss Lyra's pregnancy is indeed worth celebrating, but one size does not fit all! He gave away White Corp shares this tbecause Miss Lyra is pregnant. Then next twhen the babies are born, | guess he will have to give away the whole White family!" He seriously reminded the old White, "The shares are not for the children but Lyra Lloyd! The Lloyd family is her family. Who knows if she'll give the shares to her family in the future!?" The atmosphere in the hall was heavy once again because of his words.

As Lyra heard the word "her family", her back stiffened slightly, and she inexplicably felt sarcastic.

Where else would she have a hnow but Malcolm's Lyre Spiti? Malcolm sensed the change in her mood and immediately wrapped his arms around her shoulders to give her a sense of security.

The matter at hand was important. Lyra was clear about the priorities, so she immediately dispelled the complex mood and looked at the old White.

"Rudolph, I actually cover today to talk about the shares.” "Malcolm gaveall the shares. While he wouldn't agree to have them back, | have the right to decide how to distribute them." "I'm going to draft an agreement promising to give all the White Corp shares | have to the two little ones half each after the two babies are born." After the two babies were born, their last nwould always be White, and the shares would all be given to the children, so they would still belong to the White family.

Moreover, no one could argue with the fact that it was given as a gift to the two youngest great-grandchildren.

The old White looked at Lyra with great satisfaction, turned his head and laughed happily with Charles, "Lyra is such a good girl who knows how to behave! Our Malcolm is lucky to marry Lyra!" Charles followed with a smile of relief, "Yes, Miss Lyra is a sensible person. She specially rushed over for the Mr. Malcolm's sake. She really loves Mr. Malcolm!" The two men looked at each other and smiled, and harmony returned to the hall.

What had been made extra gloomy becjoyful after learning about the two little babies in Lyra's belly.

The old White was so happy that he asked Charles to help him prepare two big gifts and handed them to Lyra in front of all the elders and Travis.

The wrinkled and rough hands gently patted the back of Lyra's hand and he said in a serious voice, "Lyra, you're blessed with great fortune. No matter how many difficulties you'll encounter in the future, you will surely turn out to be lucky.” Lyra did not pretend to be polite and accepted the two gifts with good grace, "Thank you, Rudolph. With the babies to protect me, no matter how hard it is, | will be able to turn the corner!" When she finished her words, her starry eyes shimmered with light.

Malcolm wrapped his arm around her waist and cautiously moved over to ask, "Rudolph, will | get a gift? | also have credit for your little great-grandchildren.” The old White instantly turned cold. With a cane gently hitting his calf, the old White seriously lectured, "From now on, you're gonna be a father. You can no longer be so careless!" "Lyra is now the most valuable person in the White family. You have to be humble and obey her order. If you dare to bully her, | will not forgive you!" Malcolm pursed his lips and smiled, "I won't dare.” The old White looked at Lyra again, "Lyra, if he dares to upset you, don't be afraid. You can fix him! I'm always on your side!" Lyra was touched by what she heard and nodded her head repeatedly, "Thank you, Rudolph ." Exiting from the hall, the two went back to Lyre Spiti together.

All the way there, Lyra didn't say a word to Malcolm, which made him apprehensive.

He tugged at the hem of her shirt, "Rara, are you mad at me?" She didn't turn around and went straight upstairs. Then she said in a calm tone.

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