After divorce I am a billionaire
Chapter 387 Should he hold it?

Malcolm's expression immediately became grim.

"You mean you drowned when you were fifteen years old? And someone pushed you into the water?"

Lyra nodded, "I lost my memory later. Until the night I married you, you deliberately did not return from overtime at the company. Charlotte came to me at night and said a lot of harsh words. I did not pay attention for a moment and she pushed me into the pool from behind. My head hit the coral raised next to it, only then happened to recover the memory."

Malcolm's heart tingled with guilt at the mention of what happened three years ago, and his arms tightened around her.

Lyra did not notice his change of mind and continued, "But about what happened to me, I really can't remember anything at all. Occasionally when stimulated, there will be some broken images, but I can not connect them together."

Malcolm thought about it carefully and came up with a hypothesis.

"Rara, have you been injected with some kind of drug and that's what caused the memory loss?"

"It's possible."

She stroked her heart, felt it quietly for a moment, and nuzzled her head into Malcolm's arms.

"Mel, I've been having nightmares lately. I always feel panicky, like something big is going to happen." Malcolm couldn't help but be nervous as well.

He reassured Lyra, "Maybe it's because you've been working too hard lately. And you're under too much mental stress.

Lyra thought about it, "Forget it, recently there are quite a lot of things on hand. If I can't finish, I always feel uncomfortable."

She left Malcolm's embrace and plopped down on his crossed legs, tossing her hair to the side and revealing her fair back and neck. Then she had her arms folded and her head lazily rested on her hands.

Her voice was also lazy, "Mel, I have a nightmare. Can you help me massage my shoulders? I want the massage service."

Malcolm froze and looked her over from head to toe, especially her upturned and rounded butt because she was lying on her stomach ...

His Adam's apple bobbed in his throat involuntarily.

His body began to be inexplicably hot.

He bent down and leaned close to Lyra's ear, saying, "Do you know how tempting you look like?"

Lyra turned around and raised her eyebrows at him in a very evil way, "That's too much to hold on?"

Malcolm tucked her hair, which had fallen to her face, behind her ear, and sighed in a small voice, "Now that you're my future wife on my laps. Do you think I should hold on to you?"

"Give me a quick massage. Get focused. If your service is not good enough, you'll be beaten!" She lightly hummed and closed her eyes comfortably.

Malcolm stared at the side of her face, accusing her silently with his eyes.

To see but not to sleep. She deliberately messed with his mind, which as really abominable!

What kind of men can stand it?

He was secretly grinding his teeth.

Here came with Lyra's urging abruptly, "Hurry up, massage and go to sleep."

Malcolm suppressed his fierce expression. Like a little lamb, he messaged her shoulders obediently.

Since Lyra was pregnant with his babies, her body was not as good as it used to be, and she often felt weak and sore.

Malcolm went to a massage master to learn some skills a few days ago.

His long and slender fingers were lightly squeezing her shoulders. His massage technique was excellent, and Lyra fell asleep lying in his laps in a short time.

"Rara?"

He called her twice very softly.

After confirming that she was really asleep, he waved his hand to pinch her small butt gently, as his pay for massaging her for half an hour.

Lyra, who was in his arms, suddenly moved and made some noises uncomfortably.

Malcolm immediately withdrew his evil hand, tucked her in tightly and fell asleep in satisfaction.

The next day, early in the morning.

Lyra got up early. Because the opening ceremony was ruined by Irene's appearance, it disrupted the original plan.

After deliberations, they changed the time to today.

She used the makeup which were suitable for pregnant women, put on a light makeup for daily commute, and rushed out after breakfast.

Without the annoying Irene, the opening ceremony went exceptionally well today.

Two hours later, the whole process was successfully completed.

At noon, Lyra went back to the Angle Group, intending to take a nap a little.

It wasn't expectant that after lying down just a few minutes, Kellie knocked on the door in a panic.

"Miss Lyra, have you seen the news? There is a bad news!"

Lyra watched her stomp her feet in anxiety and immediately sobered up, rushing to grasp her iPad to take a look.

Cody was on the headline!

But this time, it was not a simple and trivial matter. If it was not handled properly, the news was enough to ruin Cody's career, along with Angle Group's stock which would fall.

Various photos of Cody were leaked on the Internet. All of which were photos of topless and sleeping Cody in bed. Next to him were strange women in mosaic, and the women were different in every photos. These photos were circulated online and instantly created a huge debate.

At one point, it caused network paralysis.

Cody was only nineteen years old this year. At such a young age, he did this kind of thing, and if he was successfully labeled as a lascivious and promiscuous bad artist, he will never be able to turn over in his

life.

This matter was revealed just now, and it had been uploaded online for only an hour. So, there was still a chance of reversal.

"Miss Lyra, what are we going to do? The PR is already trying to suppress it. Now the netizens are screaming for Mr. Cody to come out and make a statement."

"But I just called and asked his agent. They are disconnected with Mr. Cody. Now I don't know where he is. It is not clear at all whether this online thing is true or not."

"Mr. Cody is our top male artist in the Angle Group. And if he goes down, the impact will be huge!

Kellie scratched her hair and was on the verge of crying.

Lyra was still checking the top searches about this egregious incident with Cody and was very silent.

"Miss Lyra, say something."

Lyra's voice was smooth and her tone was calm, "The Carver family's instructions are very strict. Cody is a jerk, and loves to get into troubles, but he won't be so horny. He won't solicit prostitute. I believe him." "But I have found someone to check those photos circulating on the Internet. They are real, not synthetic. If he didn't do it, there is no way that someone forced him to do so!"

Lyra raised her eyes, "Issue a statement in the name of the company. We vouch for Cody's character and the Angle Group will live and die with him! Let everyone wait patiently for the reversal to come." "But this..."

Kellie dared not go, "Miss Lyra, please think twice. If you really issue a statement like this, and if this matter is not handled properly, it is a complete disaster to the entire Angle Group!"

Lyra was unmoved and had made up her mind, "I've got it all figured out. Just do it."

Being unable to persuade, Kellie had no choice but to leave the office to ask the PR department to do what Lyra had asked.

Kellie just went out and came back in within a few minutes.

"Miss Lyra, there are people from the Carver family asking to see you immediately."