After divorce I am a billionaire
Chapter 487 Party and stealing the key

He thought resentfully. He slightly raised his blue eyes and focused on the moon outside the window.

Thinking of something, he reached his hand into his coat pocket and took out a packet of powder only the size of a fingernail.

His fingers gently rubbed the paper bag. No one knew what he was pondering.

*

Melissa finally woke up on the fourth day of treatment.

Her eyes were half-opened in a weak manner, and it was rare that she did not go mad with self-harm, but was as disoriented as if her soul had been taken away.

Lyra and Keith, along with Dr. Maximus, all looked nervously at her who was half leaning on the bed.

Keith's eyes were red and he was holding back his excitement, "Melissa, I'm Keith, your boyfriend. Do you remember?"

Melissa kept her head down, and was completely unresponsive, as if she hadn't heard him at all.

Lyra got closer to her and whispered, "Do you still know me? Your best friend from Frayton orphanage."

If she hadn't blinked every now and then, Lyra and Keith would have thought she was asleep.

Dr. Maximus, who was recording her status next to her, shook his head and sighed, "It still doesn't work. The ordinary medicine can only control her mania. It's hard to succeed without knowing the cause of the disease."

On this matter, for now, they could only wait for Anthony's welcome party.

The party was held at the Callahan Residence and was the most opportune day.

Lyra sighed wordlessly, "Melissa, do you remember Shane?"

Melissa, who could only blink, heard the name and her eyes slowly lifted as she narrated weakly and calmly, "My brother."

Keith turned back in surprise and looked at Lyra.

Dr. Maximus also rushed to document this new situation.

Keith tightened his grip on Melissa's hand and asked again, "What about Rebecca?"

Melissa was silent, with little reaction.

"Caitlin? She's your mother. Do you remember her?"

Still there was no response.

Dr. Maximus discreetly wrote about the situation, "Not remembering everyone but Shane. It's most likely she was hypnotized while she was drugged and unconscious."

Keith: "Shane can actually hypnotize?"

"Hmm..." Dr. Maximus, "I do not know much about Shane. In this regard, perhaps you can ask Mr. Malcolm. He may know it. "

When Malcolm returned in the evening, Lyra asked about it.

Malcolm thought deeply, "Previously in the National Investigation Bureau training camp, Shane did take a psychology course, but not for a long time. Even if he can do the hypnosis, such advanced academic, he only knows a little."

Lyra's expression was grim, "So it's possible for him to get Melissa to do what he told her to do by injecting her with drug and then hypnotizing her, right?"

Malcolm nodded, "That's right. I will record this new discovery. When it's time for Anthony's party, to get the drug that Shane hides. After expert identification, we can basically get Shane convicted." "That's good, so Melissa doesn't have to suffer."

Malcolm wrapped his arms around her slender waist, and his tone was slightly worried, "Hypnosis and injection of pharmaceuticals, the damage to Melissa's nerves is not small. Rara, you have to be mentally prepared that she will not be able to heal."

She sighed, "It's only a guess after all, so don't tell Keith yet, lest he be disappointed." Malcolm nodded, took her hand, and the two go upstairs together to see their babies.

A few days of calm passed and soon it was the day of the Callahan family's welcome party.

Keith didn't go because he was taking care of Melissa.

Lyra, Malcolm, Chad and Keira, all four dressed up and attended together at 7:30 pm sharp.

"Good evening, Mr. Malcolm. I haven't seen you for a few days, but you and your wife are still so in love. You make us so envious."

Shane had a decent smile on his face, which was polite yet respectful.

Malcolm didn't look good but hostile, "If Rara doesn't want to come here, today I might have taken Anthony away, and just packed him up and left." "Mr. Malcolm, are you kidding? It's all a feud from over a year ago. Anthony has learned his mistake and will not do anything crazy again." Shane smiled more kindly, "I'll have him personally toast to you tonight to make amends. Hopefully it can defuse the animosity between you." Malcolm grunted, was too proud to speak, and led Lyra into the garden.

The garden was gradually filled with guests.

Anthony, dressed in a blue suit, stood behind the curtains and looked at Shane from afar, who was smiling and welcoming his guests. He looked down at his wristwatch, 15 minutes before the official start of the party.

This point in time may be an opportunity.

Thinking about this, he turned and left the room, walking unhurriedly through the aisles of the large villa.

The butler, who was carrying an object, was touched by him as he brushed past him.

"Ouch!"

Seeing that the expensive glass bottle in the butler's hand was about to fall, Anthony was quick to help him.

His right hand deftly and quickly took the opportunity to instantly slip into the butler's trouser pocket.

"Are you okay?"

"Thanks Mr. Anthony, I'm fine."

After nodding and thanking him, the butler left quickly with the glass bottle.

Anthony looked at his distant back and tightened the small key in his hand.

In the past few days, he had been observing the time of the butler to go up to the top floor, and the habit of using the coat pocket and trouser pocket.

While everyone's attention was in the garden, he went up to the top floor at a leisurely pace, pretending to be inattentive.

He unlocked the door, opened it, and slipped silently into the penthouse aisle with swift movement.

Before returning to the Callahan family, Lyra had told him the location of what appeared to be Caitlin's room.

He aimed straight at the closed door of the fourth room near the left inward.

He turned the lock of the door and saw the situation in the room for a moment. And he was stunned.

Under the dark sky, the Callahan Residence was beautifully decorated with lights, and the sound of glasses was particularly harmonious.

Lyra and Malcolm glanced now and then at the darkened penthouse.

Chad and Keira sipped champagne and drew Shane into conversation.

Shane was a little annoyed, but he didn't show it too obviously because they were guests and from the White family.

Keira chattered on and on about Shane and asked him many questions.

With this extreme disruption, Shane's thinking remained clear and quickly called for a servant.

"Two more minutes to go. Go see how Anthony is getting ready. Why isn't he down to greet the guests? Does he still want a flamboyant appearance like a celebrity?" He sounded impatient and was annoyed by Keira's disturbance.

"Yes, Mr. Shane."

Chad and Keira looked at each other in shock.

Keira echoed, "Mr. Shane, your brother hasn't been back to Crana for almost a year, so I guess he's a little nervous."

Chad changed the subject, "Mr. Shane, your family is hosting the party tonight. How come I haven't seen Mrs. Callahan?" When he was asked about his mother, Shane's face went serious, seemingly cautious about the question.