After divorce I am a billionaire
Chapter 804 I want you to go to her grave to admit your mistake

Malcolm gave Brad a look, and Brad immediately understood and left with Lucie.

Frank's men were probably all over Stogairrol County by now, and their was is a sure sign of exposure.

That was why he needed Brad and his team to get there first. He was monitoring it remotely.

Malcolm contacted the police in Stogairrol County and was at his beck and call.

It began to rain. The road back to the mountains became difficult to walk up, all the way muddy.

Malcolm personally drove behind Brad and his men, but had to follow them from a distance. To avoid being too conspicuous, he chose a regular Volkswagen that he didn't drive very often.

Lucie was sitting in an armored car, watching as she entered Stogairrol County, about to walk up the mountain road. Panicking, she had some worry and asked, "Well... you will guarantee my safety, right? If there is danger, you will give priority to my protection?"

Brad responded indifferently, "As long as you don't leave our sight, we'll make sure you're safe."

This was a winding mountain road, and because of the rain, the road was very slippery. If he was not careful, the car would fall down the mountain. He had to keep his spirits up.

Even with Brad's reply, Lucie was terrified. She couldn't help but shiver and swallow.

She had not lived enough in her life, but she did not want to die so inexplicably, in the intrigue of others.

At the foot of the road, here was very quiet. There was not a bright place.

Brad stopped the car and arranged for a silent ambush around Lucie's house.

After the winding mountain road, Brad followed Lucie into the house alone, and Lucie opened the door with a shudder.

Before she could turn on the light of the house, a gleaming dagger came at her.

"Hide!"

Brad hit the alarm connected to Malcolm, pulled Lucie away, and fought everyone in the room.

Looking at the red dot flashing on his phone, Malcolm immediately got out of the car and took a shortcut up the hill.

His men had ambushed and there were more than one person in the room with a gun in their hand.

Bang, Bang, Bang

Three gunshots rang through the night, and the violent noise startled the birds in the forest, and they squeaked away.

Lucie covered her nose and mouth in fear and hid in a small haystack in the courtyard outside the house, not even daring to breathe.

Malcolm was soon in position, and Brad and a couple of officers were fighting each other.

Because of the dim light, there was no light on in the room, only the muzzle flash was faintly visible.

Malcolm had not yet entered the room when he saw a shadow scurrying away in the dark. He hurried after it.

It was a familiar figure, similar to the dark figure he had suddenly seen in the lab the other day.

"Brad, control the scene!"

"Yes, Boss!"

Malcolm left the words and followed the shadow into the woods.

The man's movement was quick, like a cheetah in the dark, jumping up and down, familiar with the terrain here.

Luckily, Malcolm had checked out the mountain route ahead of time, so he didn't have to lead him around.

Two people one after another, the rain was getting bigger and bigger. The mountain road was also more and more difficult to walk up.

Boom!

The thunder sounded.

It was very dangerous to go through the woods all the time.

This was not the way to go. Malcolm stopped to look around and immediately took another shortcut to catch up.

Soon, he caught up with the shadow, quickly raised the gun, aimed at the muzzle.

Boom!

Boom!

The thunder and gunfire came at exactly the same time.

The man who was running in front stumbled two steps, held on to a nearby tree trunk, and was shot in the calf.

He looked back at Malcolm, who had fired. His face was in the dark and he turned and ran.

Being injured, the man soon slowed down, but he was still dragging his injured leg through the woods.

He wasn't as fast as he used to be, and after a chase, Malcolm caught up with him.

The exhausted man fell to the ground, and Malcolm quickly retracted his gun, immediately moved forward to hold his hands back, grabbed the back of his neck, and removed the mask from his face. The man's facial features were stereoscopic, very heroic. His face had a sudden old scar, destroying the face of the original appearance.

But Malcolm will never forget the look on his face.

After the tainted milk scandal, Frank escaped for five years, was injured and had several close calls with the National Investigation Bureau. This time it was so easy.

Malcolm had a serious look on his face. He always thought he was up to something.

Caught by Malcolm, Frank was not surprised. Instead, he said with a wicked smile, "Malcolm, how are you? We finally officially meet."

Malcolm's face was cold. "If I had a choice," he said, "I wouldn't want to see your face."

Huh.

Frank gave a cocky laugh and stared at him with eyes full of hate, "But I want to see you. Malcolm, because you're so cruel, you should die for April. No, you should go to her grave and apologize!"

Malcolm's face was blank. "That woman doesn't deserve it."

His light words were like to stimulate Frank's inner sensitivity. He screamed and roared, like a crazy beast.

His red eyes stared at Malcolm.

"Damn you, damn you! I should have just chopped you up!"

Malcolm smiled sarcastically. "The only thing worse than death is that it's worse than living. That's why you've been unwilling to kill me. You wanted to make use of my relatives to make me suffer. Unfortunately now that I've got you, you don't have a chance."

It was raining cats and dogs, and Frank was laughing hysterically as the bitterness in his eyes faded away.

"You must have guessed I was there to lure you out, right?"

Malcolm didn't talk.

Frank's smile deepened. "You have a wife and kids now. You know what it's like to lose someone you love."

"Malcolm, I want you to go through what I've been through!"

What a lunatic.

Looking at the hate in Frank's eyes, Malcolm pulled his gun, put it to his head, and warned,

"Frank, I'm warning you, if you ever touch one hair on their head again, I will kill you."

На На На На

Frank laughed and looked down at Malcolm, "You won't kill me. As long as you dare to do so, I guarantee that you'll never see your wife and children in this lifetime. I'm alone anyway. I'll die when I'm dead. It's enough to drag the life of the richest person and the two little heirs with me."

"How about you shoot me and bet on it?"

Frank didn't have any fear at all. Instead, he looked like he had it all under control.

Malcolm was silent, and his chest was filled with anger.

But he can't gamble. He had to make sure Rara and the kids were safe before he knew Frank's endgame.

He stomped on Frank's back, pinned him down in the rain mud, put one hand over his head, and dialed Lyra's number with the other.

Toot Toot Toot...

"I'm sorry, the number you have dialed is not available..."

The phone was not connecting.

Once again, Lyra's phone went dead with a full signal.