After divorce I am a billionaire
Chapter 663 Malcolm actually wants to fight back?

The atmosphere in the villa's living room was embarrassed by the obvious displeasure on Malcolm's face. Lennie couldn't figure out his temperament, and was too scared to talk because of the terrifying depression.

Lyra smiled and took Malcolm's arm. Then she touched his cold face, eased his tense expression, and coaxed softly, "Honey, you know, I'm good at jiu-jitsu. Not many people can really beat me. I'll protect myself."

On this matter, Malcolm's attitude was very firm, "No, I'm not considering this plan."

It was too dangerous. The other party had weapons. All men in the underworld were ruthless, so he must not let Lyra put herself in danger.

Lyra sighed, "I know you're worried about me, but the truth of formula needs to be found out as soon as possible. I want to help you so that you don't have to work so hard."

Malcolm shook his head, and his expression was resolute.

If he needed to rely on his wife to take risks alone to replace out the truth of the case, then he might as well retire early and stop taking the position of the director of the National Investigation Bureau. "Alright, we're a couple. Trust me once. I'm not one of those delicate women."

Lyra clenched his palm tightly and took the initiative to clasp his fingers tightly. She smiled with her brows and eyes curved, and she was an irresistible charm of Malcolm. And she joked, "Mr. Price kidnaps me this time. He is fully responsible for my personal safety. How about this? We let him hand over his wife to you. If I am injured, you will slash his wife. I think Mr. Price will definitely do his best to protect my safety."

Lennie turned pale with fright. To exchanged wives and force him to protect Lyra's personal safety?

This was too cruel...

Sure enough. People always said that women were the worst creatures to be messed with. Lyra was exactly the same as Lennie's wife. They were so strong and ruthless.

Lennie didn't dare to speak, and Lyra smiled and asked, "What do you think of this suggestion?"

"Mrs. White, please rest assured. I will do my best to protect your personal safety and never let you get hurt even a single finger."

With his reassurance, Lyra looked at Malcolm again, "Look, Mr. Price said so. With his reassurance, I'll never be hurt, and you'll let me do my part in Spencer's case." Malcolm lowered his eyes, not answering.

But this time there was no obvious and direct rejection, indicating that he was a little swayed.

Lyra continued, hugged his arm, rested her chin lazily on his shoulder, and said softly, "Don't think about it. Spencer is still in treatment. The case can't be delayed, so let me participate."

For the sake of it, Malcolm couldn't dissuade her, so he could only agree, but he reminded her again and again, asking her to protect herself.

She can be exposed if necessary, and she can even fail, but she must not be injured.

Once things were settled, Lennie arranged Lyra a spacious bedroom.

Malcolm was always worried, and arranged five of the ten-person team he brought to Lennie. Those assigned soldiers changed into the uniform of Lennie's bodyguards, and played the role of bodyguards to protect Lyra's safety in this villa.

Before leaving, Lyra smiled and waved her hand, watching Malcolm leave in front of the villa.

Malcolm had a gloomy face. He was leaving like this and afraid they won't be able to stay together for several days. However, Lyra was able to send him off heartlessly.

He was upset, very upset.

"Mr. Malcolm ..."

Lennie was about to speak when Malcolm stepped forward quickly, bent over, wrapped his arms around Lyra to carry her, and walked straight to the villa.

This domineering action confused Lennie.

Malcolm turned his head, "I still have a few words to explain to my wife. You guys just stay outside and wait for half an hour."

He carried Lyra into the bedroom arranged by Lennie.

After carefully placing his wife in the bed, he closed the door, locked it, and then locked the windows.

The movements were done in one go, which was very coherent.

Lyra sat on the edge of the bed and watched silently. She was blinking to hide the daze in her eyes.

How did she feel... Malcolm 's action, like...

Before she could confirm, Malcolm was already approaching her and sat decisively next to her. Then he stretched out his arms, took her into his arms, and hugged her tightly. Lyra: "Let go, I'm almost out of breath..."

Malcolm let go, grabbed her arm with his big palm, and pressed her against his laps forcefully.

Lyra didn't have time to react, and in a whirlwind, Malcolm held her waist down.

Her pretty buttocks were naturally touched by Malcolm's palm.

Lyra caught her breath and reacted quickly, "Malcolm, do you want to beat me?"

Malcolm placed his big and gentle palm on her soft ass, as if he would raise his palm at any moment, and then slammed down to cause severe pain on the skin, which was very threatening. But he was only threatening, and he was reluctant to really slap his wife.

"Rara, you didn't discuss with me before doing things. After I knew you were gone, I was worried for a while, and when I realized something was wrong, I immediately chased after you with a dog." Having been worried for a long time, he felt a little wronged, "Don't you feel you're wrong?"

Lyra explained seriously, "It's my fault. It happened suddenly, and I didn't have time to tell it to you. I could only take the bait and pretend to be trapped to replace the real culprit in the formula case." She admitted her mistake very positively, and Malcolm was not wronged instantly. He slapped her lightly behind her, as if to make up for what he had been worried about for over an hour. "The case can be solved slowly. Sooner or later, the truth will be revealed, but you can't leave me for too long, and I will panic."

Lyra replied lazily, "I see, don't worry."

Malcolm straightened her up and made her sit on his laps. Wrapping around her waist, he buried his face deep in her neck, rubbed her with his face, and sucked in the aroma of his wife. Lyra waited for the tickling from the warm breath and asked, "You came to me. How about Spencer?"

"He's with Anthony. And police officers of NIB are guarding the scene, not to mention Anthony is not bad, he should be fine."

In that case, Lyra felt more relieved.

Malcolm carried her to bed and pressed her down forcefully. His voice was hoarse, "There are still more than 20 minutes. Don't waste time. I want to ask you to make some compensation before I leave." As soon as he finished speaking, he leaned over and kissed Lyra's lips decisively...

Lyra's struggle, which was just in the bud, was snuffed out by Malcolm.

Outside the villa downstairs, several police officers and Lennie's men looked at each other for a long time. Because they didn't know each other well and even in a cat-and-mouse relation, they felt it a bit embarrassing.

Because of the fact that they were assisting the National Investigation Bureau in investigating the case, the police officers were rarely friendly and would smile when Lennie's men looked over.

Levi kept looking at his watch and muttering softly, "Mr. Malcolm has always been a punctual person, but it's been half an hour now. Why hasn't he come out yet? Could something happen?" He kind of wanted to go in and have a look, but was stopped by Lennie.

"You really don't understand, or are you pretending not to? Mrs. White wants to stay with me and be the target of kidnapping for a few days. The two are newlyweds, and they're so in love now. How could it be possible to endure the separation for a few days? Spending more time for affection is reasonable."

Lennie smirked and seemed to be an experienced man.

Levi and the police officers seemed to understand as well.