After divorce I am a billionaire novel Chapter 385

"Shane knew about Anthony's theft of S404 biochemical virus. It's not clear if he knew about it early on. He's the most suspicious at this point."

Lyra thought about it and shook her head, "When I had the accident at the age of fifteen, I didn't remember what happened at all, but I know very well that the one who can make me hit defenselessly must be an acquaintance!"

"And Vincent harmed me before because I have the right of inheritance in my hands. Shane and the Lloyd family's inheritance are not related. He is at most only an accomplice, probably not the mastermind."

Malcolm was silent for a while and suggested a new possibility.

"Maybe the real mastermind doesn't have so much power. This person is just taking advantage of a privileged big shot like Shane."

"Well, that's what I thought."

Malcolm stroked her head, "Stop wondering and eat. Anyway, I'm here. I won't let anyone hurt you."

Lyra pursed her lips and smiled.

Her eyes were shimmering and her tone was sly.

"They want to harm me, and if I keep hiding, they'll just follow! But if I facilitate them, they will be more eager to strike, and the more strikes they make, the more weak points they will expose!"

Malcolm was slightly stunned, and was absorbed by the calmness and composure in her gaze.

"Are you planning to?"

"Originally I wasn't interested in the inheritance, but since everyone wants it so badly, it's better for me to take it reluctantly."

Her neck was slightly raised and she looked proud.

Malcolm, however, was worried, "Rara, how about we talk about it after a while. You're pregnant with babies now and our wedding is in next month."

At this juncture, he didn't want anything to happen!

Lyra nodded, "Don't worry. I will take my time on this matter. I won't rush it, and I will protect myself and won't let me or the babies get hurt."

Malcolm didn't say anything else. His thoughts were messed, and he silently bowed his head to eat.

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When Lyra arrived at Angle Group early the next morning, Caesar was already sitting in her office and waiting.

As soon as he saw her come in, Caesar immediately got up and asked, "Miss Lyra, I'm sorry I let Mr. Malcolm misunderstand me last night. You guys went back ... and didn't have a fight, right?"

"It's fine, it's fine."

Lyra smiled and walked over to her chair and sat down before continuing, "How's the injury on your face?"

Caesar touched his face, with an indifferent smile, "I asked the hotel for an ice pack last night. It has almost been healed."

Lyra was very sorry about this, "Last night, I went back to talk to my fiancé. He knows he's too impulsive. He said he wants to invite you to dinner. Why not tonight after work together?"

"Great." Caesar nodded with little hesitation.

"I'm the one who should say sorry. Mr. Malcolm is right about hand-kissing last night. A guest must do as his host does. I was too abrupt."

Lyra skipped the pleasantries, "It's great that you have figured it out. Our the legal department is already printing the contract. Mr. Caesar, why don't we go to the lounge and have something to eat first?"

Caesar immediately got up politely, "Then I'll leave Miss Lyra to your work for now."

The two smiled at each other in a friendly way.

By the time Lyra turned on her computer and started to work, a phone call came in.

It was from her dad Reginald.

She received the phone call immediately.

"Baby, how's your health lately? Is your pregnancy reaction serious?"

Lyra replied carelessly while typing on the keyboard, "It's okay. Occasionally I have a stronger reaction, but don't worry dad, I'm in good health."

When Lyra returned to her office to pack her bag, she saw Malcolm lying asleep on the couch.

She walked over with lighter steps, carefully took the book from his hand, and sat next to him to admire his sleeping face.

Seeing that he was sleeping so soundly, Lyra suddenly had a bad idea.

Her thin fingers reached over and tried to pinch his nose to make him awake.

However, when her hand was about to touch his nose, she felt reluctant to do so.

In the end, she chose to lean down and kiss him on his thin lips, waking him up with sweet and soft kisses.

"Rara?"

Malcolm's long eyelashes fluttered lightly, and he woke up in dizziness to see Lyra's familiar and gorgeous face.

His heart seemed to become incredibly peaceful for a moment.

He wrapped his long arms around her, put her in his arms, and then turned over and kissed her on the lips with abandon.

The intertwined breaths made him feel like he was hit by a sweet poison, and he was unable to stop himself.

The kiss ended with him lying on his side. His left hand propped up on his head, and his right hand gently tickled the tip of Lyra's nose. And he was staring at her in fascination.

"How nice it would be to have you imprisoned, always for me alone, smiling at me alone."

"What are you thinking about!" Lyra furrowed her eyebrows, feigning sulk. Then she reached out to slap him in his firm butt.

She was extremely indulgent in molestation of him.

"Miss Lyra, Mr. Caesar is already waiting for you outside to dinner."

Kellie knocked on the door. Seeing that the door was not closed tightly, she pushed the door directly and bumped into the scene on the couch.