After divorce I am a billionaire
Chapter 675 A quiet birthday banquet

Little surprise?

Lyra felt it sweet. She didn't expect him to be so diligent to take advantage of the gap between her packing in the hospital and to arrange everything. And he even prepared a gift?

Anthony came along with them and was directing the elite medical staff arranged by the hospital president to enter Lyre Spiti in an orderly manner.

He had just reached Lyre Spiti's door when he heard what Sophia had just said.

Malcolm had a homecoming gift for Lyra ...

After being together for so long, he still remembered to surprise his wife to improve their relationship. As a husband, he really did everything and was thoughtful about everything.

Anthony's heart tensed, and he couldn't help thinking if he was the one who married Lyra, could he be so meticulous?

He saw Lyra's smiling face, as if he had never... made her smile so happily.

Feeling jealous, Anthony felt relieved again, "Rara, the medical staff have already arrived, so I'll go back first."

Lyra turned around, "It's already night. Why don't you stay for a meal?"

"No, I'll go back to Callahan Residence to have dinner. It's the same."

Lyra hugged Spencer, but looked at Molly who was in Sophia's arms, "You haven't seen Momo for many days, right? Momo misses you. Are you sure you don't want to stay with her?" Anthony hesitated a little, turned his eyes, and looked at Molly who was in Sophia's arms.

Molly smiled especially happily, and resembled Lyra very much when she was a child.

Molly stretched out her small arms, as if she wanted to hug Anthony.

Anthony's azure blue eyes met her dark eyes.

His whole heart seemed to be captured by the little baby in an instant.

Molly babbled, and her little eyebrows furrowed slightly, as if she didn't get a response from Anthony and felt a little aggrieved.

Anthony couldn't resist at all. Driving by his love for Molly, he walked over, took Molly, who was sobbing, from Sophia's hands, and patted her patiently.

Molly was in Anthony's arms, giggling as if she was successful, making the people in the room laugh along.

Sophia: "It seems Momo really likes Mr. Callahan. Madam, you haven't been there for a few days, but Momo wants to hug Mr. Callahan all the time, as if she likes him very much." What Sophie said really made Anthony feel sweet.

Anthony liked Molly very much.

Lyra looked at them and smiled, "Would you like to stay for dinner now?"

Anthony: "Rara, it's be hard to turn down the warm-hearted offer. How dare I not stay? I will have dinner and play with Momo before leaving."

All medical staff was housed in Lyre Spiti and responsible for the follow-up of Spencer's condition.

The original baby room on the fourth floor was converted into a room exclusive for Molly by Malcolm.

He tidied up the next room and arranged for Spencer who was ill to live alone.

Congenital frailty and premature ventricular contraction were the diseases that should not be underestimated, and Malcolm took them very seriously. Since he couldn't let Spencer affect Molly who was currently healthy, he had to keep the two babies apart and, before Lyra came back, arranged everything. Lyra was content. After discharging from the hospital, Malcolm had done all the work, so she didn't need to do anything and felt that he was thoughtful again. White Corp's baby formula industry had been monopolized by Lennie.

Lennie was a gangster but attached great importance to the healthy growth of children. He had experiences because of the poisoned formula case.

The baby formula in his factory, from raw materials, production, packaging to final transportation, was all checked by the closest people, and needed to be signed by employees of all levels to ensure that the products, which were delivered to the wealthy families, were safe and nutritious.

Despite this, for the safety of the babies, Malcolm will quietly send the formula to a professional institution for inspection before each new patch was delivered.

After confirmation, it was handed over to Sophia.

However, Frank's case never had a progress.

Since the kidnapping, he seemed to have disappeared from the world. Malcolm had issued a secret arrest warrant to the whole country. Even if he had to make great efforts, he will replace him and send him to NIB for investigation and closure.

Outside of work, Lyra and Malcolm paid more attention from their careers and to their two lively and lovely babies.

They were accompany their babies' growth every day.

Peaceful and leisurely days always passed quickly.

Eight months later.

Spencer and Molly were one year old.

It stood to reason that such an important day should have a birthday banquet, not to mention they were in a rich family.

But it seemed that there would no birthday banquet in Lyre Spiti.

Rudolph beat about the bush and sent Charles to ask about it twice, saying that if they were too busy, Rudolph could arrange the birthday banquet for his two great-grandchildren on his behalf. Malcolm was noncommittal, and the matter was on hold.

Today was the day when it was Spencer and Molly's birthdays.

Suham was overcast and cloudy, and the light rain was pouring down, as if it was endless.

Lyre Spiti was quiet, without any birthday party fireworks.

There was absolutely no celebration.

Chad personally took bodyguards and guarded the periphery of Lyre Spiti so that no other could hear something from inside, even the Whites.

Because Spencer's condition was very bad, after several months of treatment and careful maintenance, his condition not only did not improve, but also deteriorated more and more seriously.

Sometimes when he was so sick that he only had a few mouthfuls of milk, and he would be so tired that would fall asleep. And it was hard to even breathe.

Lyra and Malcolm had a heavy heart and took the two babies to the lab in person that morning.

Jimmy was on vacation, and when he learned that they were coming with their children, he woke up from his dream, put on a pajama and a coat and hurried over.

His original suave temperament disappeared with the pajama. Now he looked like a sloppy doctor.

Malcolm frowned when he saw him.

"I haven't seen you for a while. How come you are so rotten? Look at your pants. You don't look like a serious researcher at all."

Jimmy felt like weeping but had no tears, "Mr. Malcolm, you should have informed me in advance if you are coming here. I went to bar last night and slept for four or five hours before I got the news. If you had said earlier, I would have not been to bar."

Malcolm was sullen, and didn't have the mood to joke with him, "Since you haven't woken up from sleep, go back to sleep. I'll ask other doctors in the lab to do blood tests for the babies."

"Don't! Our families are very close. Spencer and Momo are my nephews anyway. I have to do it myself for the two babies to feel at ease."

Malcolm's brows furrowed even tighter, "Are you sure you can?"

"Don't worry. I'm in good health. It's not a big problem."

He smiled, and after he looked at Malcolm's sullen face, he gradually came to his senses.

Malcolm didn't mean that he was worried that his body couldn't handle it, but that he was not in good spirits. And blood tests were prone to have problems, and that he would draw several tubes of blood from two babies in vain.

Hmm...