After divorce I am a billionaire

Chapter 223 Be locked and there is no escape this time

Lyra was full of doubts.

While she was lost in thought, the old Mr. White was still saying, "... Malcolm the boy is really taken

with you, but Lyra you've been back for a few days. Have you two met? What was your first impression

of him?"

"No yet, Rudolph."

Lyra took advantage of the situation, "I've been asking someone to ask Mr. Malcolm to meet me for the

past few days, but he seems to be intentionally avoiding me, so I haven't seen him."

The old Mr. White's expression grew grave, "I can't believe this is happening!"

He beckoned Charles, his butler, and ordered in a deep voice, "Get Malcolm over here.

"Yes."

Lyra was smiling and chatting with the old Mr. White.

Ten minutes later, Charles came in.

"Master, he doesn't come tonight. He said he went on a mission."

"Which mission in the past two days is so urgent? It's worth him leaving his fiancée's welcoming party

behind? This brat!"

The old Mr. White stomped with the cane. With Lyra here, he can not scold him too much but reassured

her, "Lyra, don't worry. I'll force him to get here."

Lyra didn't retort but smiled, "It's all up to you."

The old Mr. White looked at her lovingly and turned his head to look at Charles when his expression

instantly turned sullen.

"Tell Malcolm if he doesn't show up on time today, he'll kneel for three days and three nights! Until his

legs are broken!" NôvelDrama.Org content.

Charles went out again.

Ten minutes later, he came back again with a depressed expression.

"H said he knew it. When he returns from his mission in the evening, he'll go to the ... hall to receive his

punishment."

The old Mr. White was angry!

He would rather be punished than come to his fiancée's party. He was determined to go against his

grandpa!

In front of Lyra, he could only try again, "He's not afraid to be punished, right? Fine, you go tell him

again, if he dares not come, a hundred times of whipping!"

Charles changed his face instantly.

"A hundred times? Are you serious?"

The old Mr. White stomped and looked away, grunting without answering.

Charles did not dare to pass on this order, "You know Malcolm is stubborn. If he is determined not to

come, he will really go to the hall to receive the whip! If he really goes there, do I whip him or not? If I

really do it, it will take his life!"

The old Mr. White followed and turned pale, bowing his head into silence.

Lyra looked the two men's expressions back and forth.

It sounded like the White family's whip thing was not simple.

A hundred times of whipping would kill a man like Malcolm, who came out of the army and was strong

and fit?

The old Mr. White's words had already been spoken.

In front of Lyra, if he said he did not punish Malcolm, he would be embarrassed, but if he really

whipped Malcolm, he could not do so.

The atmosphere in the room was anxious.

Lyra knew that the old Mr. White was waiting for her to speak.

She smiled warmly and her voice was soft: "Rudolph, this whip sounds so powerful as Charles said. It's

just a party and the mission is the main thing. If Malcolm doesn't come, it's not a big deal. You should

not punish him."

The old Mr. White patted her hand gratefully and sighed repeatedly, "What a good and generous child.

I'm sorry to make you feel bad."

"It's okay, Rudolph."

The more generous she acted, the more the old Mr. White's heart was overwhelmed.

"Lyra, don't worry. Even if he doesn't come tonight, I'll find a way to get you to meet with him! Let him

apologize to you in person!"

...

The party was underway.

As soon as Lyra appeared on stage, she attracted the attention of the audience and became the center

of discussion.

With that custom-made dress with her elegant and exquisite makeup, she was so beautiful beyond

comparison.

And this night's party was supposed to exist because of her.

Lyra went on the stage and graciously made some official remarks about returning to the family as a

young daughter.

By the time she finished, Reginald took the stage and, amid a chorus of cheers, announced her

engagement to Malcolm.

Because Malcolm was not able to be there at the end, Reginald chose to simplify the event and skim it

quickly to reduce the attention of the guests.

The party proceeded to the midpoint.

After Lyra finished toasting all the guests, she sat alone by a small and unobtrusive table for drinking.

Seeing that she drank alone, Garrett felt distressed and went to sit opposite her.

"Lyra, for your engagement to Malcolm, you don't actually want it, do you?"

She didn't say a word and shook her glass gracefully.

Garrett: "Look at him. Today is such an important day. He can be absent, let you alone with everyone's

joke. He is such a man. He will not love you properly in the future."

Lyra snickered, "Mr. Frazier, it seems like no one in the room today has the guts to laugh except you."

Garrett was depressed, "That's because Reginald controlled the scene properly. Lyra, I regret that I did

not let my parents go to talk to Reginald about your marriage earlier. But, if you want to stay with me, I

can fight for you, with the White family! "

"It's not necessary. I don't want to." Lyra didn't hesitate.

"Why? Do you really like Malcolm ?"

Lyra put down her glass and was serious, "I do not like him and will not marry him, likewise, I am only a

friend to you. We can not get married. I hope you can understand it."

Garrett went pale and couldn't say a word.

Late at night Eleven o'clock.

As soon as the Lloyd family's reception was over, Chad, who had been ambushed around the Lloyd

family, quickly ran to the long-parked car two hundred meters away.

When no one was looking, he opened the car door and got in.

Before sitting down, the man who had been waiting inside immediately asked a question.

"How is going?"

Chad: "Don't worry. Boss, you have made a gagging threat in advance with all the families. And the old

Mr. Lloyd and handled properly. No one dares to laugh at Miss Lyra's back."

Malcolm's heart was relieved.

"And did she get very upset?"

Chad thought about it, "No, I think. I saw her talking to Mr. Frazier for quite a while, and it seemed like a

good conversation."

Malcolm pursed his lips, his face went wan instantly, and he looked a little bit depressed.

No lights on in the car, Chad can not see his expression, but can clearly feel his aura instantly like an

ice cellar.

He shouldn't have mentioned Garrett. Chad slapped his own foul mouth with chagrin and changed the

subject, "Boss, it's getting late. How soon do you plan to return to the White Manor?"

Malcolm pondered for a moment, "Wait a little longer."

An hour later, Malcolm returned to the White Manor.

Remembering that he was punished by the old Mr. White for not attending today, he consciously went

to the hall instead of returning to the villa.

When he arrived at the hall, Charles was already standing at the door. It was obvious that he was

waiting for him for a long time.

"Mr. Malcolm , as soon as your grandpa came back in the evening, he said he was not feeling well, so

you should go and take a look."

Malcolm didn't think much of it and followed Charles.

As he walked to the guest room on the second floor, Charles suddenly stopped and made a gesture of

invitation to him.

He wrinkled his brows, "This isn't my grandpa's room. Why did you bring me here?"

Charles did not change his facial expression: "Your grandpa's legs are not good. He just walked and

didn't feel comfortable. So he simply stays inside."

Malcolm was silent. Apparently he was quite convinced.

Charles stared at him and emphasized, "Mr. Malcolm, do you think I dare to joke about your grandpa's

body? He is inside. You should go in quickly. He will be angry if you are late."

He pushed open the door of the room with doubt. As he just made two steps inside, he was pushed in

from behind by Charles who then closed the door and locked it.

"Charles, open the door!"

After a few taps on the door, there was no movement outside. He seemed to have gone.

Malcolm was confused when a woman's familiar and delicate voice suddenly came from behind him.

"It's no use. You always avoid seeing me. Tonight is specially arranged by Rudolph."

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