After divorce I am a billionaire
Chapter 469 Lyra's earrings were stolen and it was related to the Callahan family

Shane looked at his back, and his eyebrows knitted. He felt it strange, and did not follow him first. Malcolm took a few steps, then turned back, "This is a superior order. Do you want to disobey?"

"No."

Not allowing him to think much, he could only follow Malcolm's footsteps quickly to his office for a small meeting.

7:00 pm.

Lyra and Chad, with the entire four team of soldiers, surrounded the entire Callahan Residence.

A group of tall and strong soldiers surrounded the inner wall of the house, which was a bit appalling.

When the housekeeper came out, he was startled to see the scene.

"What's going on with this ...?"

Lyra was the first to step forward and explain, "Tom, my earrings went missing from the tea party this afternoon. I have checked all the celebrities in attendance and Rebecca is the only one left." Chad looked serious, showed the housekeeper his ID, and said, "National Investigation Bureau is investigating the case. Please cooperate with us."

The housekeeper was dumbfounded.

Was this a suspicion that Miss Rebecca stole the earrings?

"This... is impossible. Mrs. White, Miss Rebecca grew up with you. You know her best. As the Callahan family's youngest daughter, she was born with gold spoon. She simply does not lack anything. It is impossible She would steal from you!"

Lyra's attitude was firm, "Before she maybe like that, but Rebecca is very vindictive, which you have known it. In today's tea party, I quarreled with her, which does not rule out the possibility that she maliciously stole the earrings to get back at me."

"How could..." the housekeeper was going panic, "Miss was brought up by the Callahan family's tutelage. There is absolutely no way she would do such a thing!"

Chad looked at his watch, not bothering to continue the nonsense, "If is there such a thing, a search will tell you. Please move aside."

As he waved his hand, the soldiers behind him quickly poured into the villa.

Because it was a documented investigation, Callahan Residence's bodyguards dared not stop, plus Shane was not home. The housekeeper had no backbone, and completely did not know what to do. A bodyguard hide quietly and called Shane.

Shane was in Malcolm's office, standing and listening to the lecture, when the bodyguard was making a phone call to him.

The phone rang unexpectedly, and Malcolm's face quickly went cold, "Do you know the ruled? Don't you know to turn off your phone or put it on mute before you come in?"

"It was a mistake on my part. I'll turn it off right now."

Shane took out his cell phone from his pants pocket and glanced at the phone number on it.

It was Callahan Residence's bodyguard calling.

He tightened his eyebrows suspiciously and looked at the time display on his phone again. Malcolm had been dragging him and counting for an hour.

At first, he felt that Malcolm was intentionally scolding him, and deliberately making him stand in military punishments to establish his authority.

However, now Callahan Residence's bodyguard called hem, so it was apparent it encountered some urgent and unexpected situation.

Was Malcolm stalling on purpose?

Knock-knock-

As he stared at the screen of his phone in contemplation, Malcolm rapped his knuckles on the desktop, reminding him.

He returned to his senses and quickly turned his phone off to mute.

Then he looked up at Malcolm, and his tone sounded anxious, "Mr. Malcolm, I seem to have an accident at home. Can you let me go back first?" Malcolm's face looked cold and unpleasant, and his displeasure pervaded.

No statement, but the expression obviously meant to refuse.

The phone was clutched in his hand, and the screen was still bright. Because he didn't answer the phone, the bodyguard kept calling.

Thinking about the top floor of the Callahan Residence, Shane was so agitated that he decided to resist.

"Mr. Malcolm, my sister was sick some time ago, very sick. I hired someone to take care of her. The calls should mean something happened on her side. I have to go back to see."

"If you get upset and say I disobeyed orders and broke the rules, I'm willing to come to the bureau tomorrow to be disciplined."

With his words, Shane turned and left, quickly opening the door.

"Shane Callahan!"

Malcolm shouted, but he did not respond at all and rushed back to the Callahan family.

He glanced at his wristwatch.

At this point in time, for Lyra and Chad's side, it was estimated that the investigation had not been completed.

He looked cold, got up quickly, followed and left the National Investigation Bureau and took a car to the Callahan Residence.

Meanwhile, four teams of soldiers, who were pretending to search extensively, did not damage any furniture in Callahan Residence. "Report Captain!"

A certain soldier ran out of the villa and saluted in a regular manner.

Chad: "Speak."

"The penthouse is locked. There's no way to search it."

Chad immediately looked to the housekeeper, who instantly panicked, "No! The top floor is where Mrs Callahan rests. She's resting now. You can't go up there and disturb her! And there is absolutely no way that the earrings are hidden on the top floor!"

He was adamant, "The top floor is a restricted area set up by Mr. Shane. Usually Miss Rebecca can not even go up there. She simply can not put things and hide it inside. If Mr. Shane comes back and knows that the top floor was searched, he will certainly be angry!"

"He is the deputy director of the National Investigation Bureau. If you do this to his residence, are you not afraid that he will come after you afterwards?"

Chad was in a bit of a quandary, quietly glancing sideways at Lyra's expression.

Lyra also did not expect Tom's attitude to be so strong, and did not speak for a while.

Until another soldier trotted up to Lyra, closed to her ear, and spoke to her in a very low voice, "Ma'am, the Callahan family fifth daughter is really not in the room."

Not in the room, that meant that she was really on the top floor!

Lyra stared at the housekeeper with coldness and her attitude was hardened, "My pair of earrings are the last one in the world. Its market value is hundreds of millions of dollars. If Rebecca really stole it, the criminal liability is not simple. If you want to prove her innocent, you should obediently give way."

Chad immediately followed and said, "The National Investigation Bureau investigates the case, and if you insist on obstructing them, I'll have to have you arrested for obstruction."

Why were they suddenly arresting him?

The housekeeper was viciously stunned.

The bodyguard called Shane's phone, but didn't get through, and didn't know when Shane would be back or if he would be back.

Tom didn't want to spend a few nights in a single room at the National Investigation Bureau ...

The more he thought about it, the more scared he was, and he could only compromise, "Okay, I'll open the door and I'll take you up."

Lyra and Chad looked at each other and immediately followed.

Several people arrived at the top floor. The housekeeper took out the key. Thinking about the secret inside, his hands were shaking and hesitant.

Chad saw him dilly-dallying and decisively took the key from his hand and opened the door himself.

It was at night, and it was dark outside, but the top floor aisle was even more dark, even the lights were not on, and from time to time there were gusts of wind, which was very odd.

Click-

The iron lock opened and the heavy iron door was pushed open.

Chad took the lead, vigilantly shielding Lyra behind him.

It was too dark inside, and Lyra looked to the housekeeper, "Turn on the hallway lights."

The housekeeper looked miserable, "Mrs. White, the light outside the penthouse is broken. It won't turn on."

Lyra was baffled, "Shane is sensitive about his reputation but he doesn't even know to have the light fixed when it's broken?"

"Uh..." the housekeeper stammered and explained, "It's because of Mrs., yes! Mrs., Mrs. she is not well, very afraid of strong light, so she does not like to go out during the day. Mr. Shane also did not change the lights."

"It's okay, Lyra."

Chad turned on the small flashlight he had with him and led her on inside.