The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 661

He frowned but looked calm and he analyzed the matter in an orderly manner.

Taking a broad view of the entire Crana, it was afraid that few people can beat Lyra, unless the other party sends a large number of elite-level people but this would be too conspicuous, and it was difficult to not attract attention when they appeared in the hospital in a big way.

Or, the other party was armed with a gun.

Malcolm's heart tightened. There was no trace of blood in the messy ward, so he hoped that suspicion would not be right.

Or, in the last case, Rara deliberately deceived and was tied, using herself as a bait. Otherwise, Spencer would not be hidden in the closet but should be kidnapped together with her.

After clarifying the thinking of the whole thing, he sighed deeply and felt very helpless and remorseful for his wife's risky behavior.

Spencer cried again, softly and weakly, with tears streaming down his cheeks. He compressed his lips, as if to accompany his father's melancholy mood.

Malcolm coaxed him patiently, but glanced at the milk powder scattered under the table.

He walked over, squatted down slowly, and checked the traces of the powder.

He dipped the powder with his finger and rubbed it and pondered.

Chad had been busy all night last night, and now he finally came home to take a nap, so Malcolm wasn't going to let him work.

"Immediately notify Captain of Team 9, Levi. Mobilize a team of ten soldiers and bring a military dog over here."

"Yes."

When waiting for Levi's team to come over, Malcolm coaxed the baby while waiting for Anthony to take care of Spencer.

Anthony was racing all the way, and in less than ten minutes, he arrived at the baby's ward.

Looking at the messy room that hadn't been cleaned up, Anthony's expression was very serious, and he asked immediately, "Has Rara's location been checked? Have you ensured her safety?"

Malcolm looked gloomy, "No."

Anthony was quite upset, "Then why do you look so calm? Those people dare to do things under your nose. It can be seen the power of people behind the scene is not small. What if they hurt Rara?"

"Don't you like to maintain the image that you love your wife most? Rara is missing now. Why do you look like you are not worried at all?"

Malcolm turned his head and glanced at Anthony's fierce look as if he wanted to eat him. Then Malcolm's expression turned cold.

"Anthony, my wife is missing. You look so anxious and angry. I'm not dead yet. You're so eager to substitute me?"

Anthony was choked, "Now finding Rara is the most important thing. You still have time to be jealous?"

Malcolm got up with a cold face and put Spencer in his arms into his hands to let Anthony hold Spencer, "Whether it's jealousy or not. You know it yourself. Take care of your godson. Don't let him have any accidents. I'll go Find Rara."

Anthony's eyes narrowed slightly. He was a little worried and even more unwilling, "Can you take me with you? Anyway, I was the director of Security Agency. I can always help."

"No, my soldiers of NIB are no worse than you the former director."

Malcolm gave him a serious look, "I'll be worried if Spencer is taken care by the police officers who have no experience of babysitting. I can only ask you to take care of him. If you can't take good care of Spencer, you will drag me down. And Rara will be in more dangerous situation. You can weigh it yourself."

Anthony didn't say anything.

Levi had assembled the soldiers, and Malcolm turned to leave the hospital in a hurry.

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After walking in the forest for more than ten minutes, Lyra was seized on both sides by the arms by a group of kidnappers and finally reached the destination.

The high-heeled shoes stepped on the stone bricks, and the sound was crisp.

They were no longer in a dirt road.

It sounded like they had reached the destination.

She didn't say a word along the way, and the group of men in suits didn't speak as well. It was eerily quiet, and they didn't reveal any behind-the-scenes information.

The sound of the high heels on the ground became clearer, and Lyra's hearing became more concentrated because her eyes were blindfolded.

It didn't seem to be a cobblestone road underfoot. It was more like an expensive marble floor tile.

In the event of fatal danger, Lyra can untie herself at any time.

Her face looked as usual. She didn't look embarrassed after being uncovered. Instead, her expression was noble and indifferent. She easily untied the rope and threw it on the table.

"With all your efforts, what do you want to do?"

Lennie smoked a cigar leisurely and said slowly, "My men caught you by chance. You're now Crana's richest person after all. Mr. Malcolm is powerful in the military area.You and your husband are the big shots in Crana. It's not your first time here as a guest. I don't dare treat you badly."

Lyra was suspicious and noticed that he addressed Malcolm by his honorific title.

"Your people didn't want to catch me, but they wanted to catch my baby. Do you think you can threaten Malcolm by attacking a child ?"

Lennie: "You're wrong. The reason I want to take Spencer away is not to attack him, but to protect him."

Lyra narrowed her eyes, "What do you mean?"

"When I was in my 40s, my wife finally gave birth to a son. He is a little older than your baby. He is more than four months old, and he is also eating the baby formula from Aurarts."

"Two days ago, my baby was also admitted to the hospital because of frailty and fever. He is on the same floor as your baby is. I accidentally got news there was a problem with the baby formula, and I have been investigating the culprit behind the scenes.

"The other party should also be in the underworld, and the power may be bigger than mine. I got news the other party probably already knew Mr. Malcolm is investigating the formula issue and wants to start with several babies who have been sent to the hospital for treatment."

"So I have to use the name of kidnapping to strike first to confuse the other party. It will make them think Mr. Malcolm has too many enemies, and they will relax their vigilance if they gloat in misfortune."

"I didn't expect you to be so vigilant and capable. Not only did you hide the baby, but you also took risks to find something out on my side."

Lyra understood and looked around his villa again, not believing what he said blindly.

"Your baby is only four months old and can't get used to the smell of tobacco and alcohol, but you actually smoke a cigar in front of me. And when I entered the door, you already smelled the smell of tobacco. Obviously, you have not only smoked this one."

Lyra sneered, "To use this method to confuse me and gain my trust. Shouldn't you be better to deal with the details?"

Lennie was shaking the unburned cigar in her hand in the ashtray.

After listening to Lyra's words, he was startled, and immediately snuffed out the expensive coffee-colored cigar he had just smoked a little bit, not feeling distressed at all.