After divorce I am a billionaire

Fiona raised her face with anger at the word "illegitimate", and turned back, "What nonsense are you talking about? Your mother is very loyal. Not a easy woman. | only love your dad!" Sheila sighed in disappointment, "I thought | could becLyra's long-lost sister-in-law, but it seems like it's impossible." Edward laughed while coaxing the baby, "Babe, you are still a sister-in-law now. Mr. Malcolm just call Fiona mom." Sheila thought about it and turned happy again, but she was curious about Malcolm's background.

"Since Mr. Malcolm, you're my elder brother, then...then why are you the White? Could it be that you were taken away by the White family by mistake many years ago. You two switched?" Fiona glared at her in disgust, "You've read too many s and watched a lot of TV s. How can it happen in real life?" Sheila was even more confused, "What happens on earth? Is Mr. Malcolm the Freeman or the White?" Malcolm patted Fiona gently on the back, smoothing for her, "It's a long story, mom. | want to talk to you alone.” Fiona looked up and saw the solemnity and attention in his pupils, "Okay, let's go to the study and talk about it. It's more soundproof there." The two quickly left the hall one after the other.

Lyra watched Malcolm's back, with her suspicions deepening.

Malcolm was going to chat with Fiona alone behind her back. What would he say to Fiona? As she was just thinking about it, Sheila stepped forward and took her arm, "Lyra, have you had breakfast? I'll ask the chef to cook a sumptuous meal with your favorite taste. Celebrate it for coming hwith my brother.” Edward reminded her, "Babe, how can breakfast be a sumptuous meal? It's not good for everybody's health. Don't be too enthusiastic!" Sheila glared at him, "Anyway, Lyra understands what | mean. | don't dare to hurt her but I'm sincere.” Lyra watched the bickering of the young couple and said with a smile, "l indeed haven't had breakfast but you don't have to treatlike a guest. Malcolm is willing to cback here and he must treat you as his families. Just make it simple. Prepare whatever you usually eat.” "No, | need to prepare more for the exquisite breakfast.” Fiona and Malcolm went to the study to discuss the matter, and Sheila took the decision by herself and said to the butler, "Go to the kitchen. Let them prepare more breakfast, and make it more delicate.” "Yes." The breakfast matter was settled, and Lyra took the initiative to walk up to Edward and look at the little baby in his arms.

"How old?" she asked.

Edward: "It's only three months." "He's elder than my two babies. You're a brother.” Edward took the initiative to hand the baby over, "Would you like to hug him? Joshua is a little naughty, but in your arms, he can definitely behave well." Since she gave birth to two babies, Lyra had been very fond of children, and she took the baby boy carefully.

Joshua was not noisy and even grinned at Lyra. He was cute and seemed to like Lyra very much.

Sheila stood beside her for a while. Her husband and Lyra seemed to know each other well, which made her feel a little strange.

That was because she didn't know that Edward was Lyra's former subordinate of Dark Bell.

Entering the Freeman Group to work and monitoring the top executives of the Group were all orders from Lyra.

Lyra focused on Joshua in her arm , "Your baby boy looks in good spirits, much more lively than my Spencer. They will do workout and exercise when they grow up. If you two have any educational difficulties about Joshua in the future, you can cfindand Malcolm." Edward was flattered, "Thank you very much on behalf of Joshua." After chatting for more than half an hour, the breakfast was almost ready.

Lyra, Sheila and Edward went to the dining room to take their seats.

Since Fiona and Malcolm hadn't come, the three continued to chat at the dinner table.

After waiting for another ten minutes, Fiona and Malcolm hadn't returned from the study.

Lyra felt it a little strange, wondering what they were talking about.

Malcolm was hiding something about the Freeman family from her. What was it? After five more minutes of waiting, Malcolm and Fiona finally hurried to the dining room from the family meeting.

Lyra looked sideways and found that the expressions of the two were very calm. Even Fiona, who was overjoyed when she saw her son, becvery calm.

Fiona knew something? So that she was able to restore to normal so quickly...? Lyra's mind was full of questions and doubts, and she was distracted when having breakfast.

What she was all thinking about ... Malcolm was hiding something from her. He had a secret.

"Babe, eat more. The bread here has always been delicious.” Malcolm spoke softly as usual, serving her dishes.

Lyra didn't say anything, just picked up the bread he served her and tasted it carefully.

Freeman family once was a painful memory for her.

But now, because of Joshua's birth, the decoration and furniture were all changed and new.

Those bad memories were gone with them.

For Malcolm, the familiarity was gone.

After the meal, several people took Joshua and chatted for a while in the yard.

Before leaving, Fiona couldn't help but redden her eyes, and said to Malcolm with a choked voice, "Good boy, take care of Lyra.

You two are really a good match. | hope your family will always be happy." Malcolm smiled, "We'll." Fiona: "When you're not busy with work and have tin the future, just cback with Lyra. | will always... remember you." "Okay." Lyra listened silently, clearly feeling that Fiona's attitude towards Malcolm seemed a little rusty.

What had they discussed just now? The doubts in her heart was making Lyra uneasy.

After saying goodbye to the Freemans, they got into the car back to the hotel and Lyra couldn't wait to ask, "What happened to Fiona ? It feels like her expression is weird after you chatted with her at the study.” Malcolm sat with her in the back row, while the driver driving in the front.

His tone was plain, "Just telling her the truth about the real Melvin." "She was not able to raise him since she gave birth to him. Melvin was taken away by Clayton, old Freeman. Clayton disliked her origin and the way she married into the Freeman family. For fear that she couldn't teach his grandchild properly, Clayton let Melvin be sent to NIB and he becmy subordinate...” He recounted those past events softly.

"Her biological son died because of me. | took refuge in the Freeman family and served Melvin for more than ten years, but I...

After all, | am not her biological son. It is normal for her to feel estranged for a while. " On his cold face , there was no expression, as if he was telling someone else's story.

But Lyra clearly knew that just before he entered the Freeman Manor, he was delighted.

After entering, the gladness in his heart disappeared little by little, making her hard to understand.

Lyra: "You talked with her for nearly an hour for this. I'm afraid it's more than that?" Malcolm's face looked normal as usual. He didn't look at her but looked out the window sideways.

She leaned over and forcibly straightened Malcolm's face, making him look at her, "Your expression tellsthe thing you want to hide is not simple. And it is more likely to be related to me. Otherwise you would not be so abnormal.” Malcolm didn't answer.

Lyra suddenly glanced at the backward scenery outside the car window.

"No, this is not the way back to the hotel. Where are we going?" Malcolm's black eyes looked deep and distant, "Frayton Cemetery.”