The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 689

In bed, there was a fierce battle between two babies for their mother.

Both Molly and Spencer wanted to sleep next to Lyra, even hug Lyra.

Spencer was more mature. After all, he was a brother, and finally let go.

Obediently he moved the little pillow to be next to Malcolm's.

The family of four tossed about for more than half an hour, and finally fell asleep peacefully.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the lights were turned off, Molly opened her mouth in the darkness.

"Mommy, my heartbeat is so fast. I can't sleep."

Malcolm interjected lazily, "It's not advisable to exercise vigorously before going to bed. Momo, you just ran so fast. It's normal you can't fall asleep."

Lyra didn't speak.

Molly couldn't sleep, but Spencer was going to sleep.

Lyra could see that every day in the lab, Spencer felt very tired when he got home tonight.

As she pondered, Malcolm continued, "Why don't your mommy tell you a bedtime story?"

Molly: "Great!"

Spencer scorned, "Boring."

Malcolm wanted to let Spencer follow Molly to listen to more fairy tales, get some edification, and change his mature personality like a little adult.

He said, " Spencer hasn't heard your mommy tell a story? Just listen to it and put Momo to sleep."

Spencer turned to his side and slept with his arms. "Whatever, little girls are troublesome, and they have to be coaxed to sleep."

Molly ignored his displeasure and hugged him from behind.

For this sick brother, she was very patient, "I am not troublesome. Mommy's story is very interesting. You must listen to it."

Spencer didn't answer, but his expression was obviously much softer than just now. And he obviously wanted to hear it.

Malcolm and Lyra looked at each other that seemed to say something silently. And Malcolm nodded at her.

Lyra quickly picked up a fairy tale book on the bedside table, flipped a page casually, and began to tell the two kids a bedtime story in a soft voice.

Malcolm turned sideways. With his arms on the bed, holding his head lazily, he was listening to Lyra's story and seeing her delicate face when she was serious.

In Lyre Spiti, the master bedroom had a very harmonious atmosphere.

The picture was warm.

It was like Lyra with two little kids and one little baby.

"...Later, the mermaid finally got her wish and became a beautiful young lady. She met the prince again at the banquet. They got married and had children. They had two lovely babies, and they would never be separated again."

More than ten minutes later, when Lyra finished telling the story, there were only a few gentle breathing sounds left in the master bedroom.

Malcolm and the two babies fell asleep in the dim, warm light of the lamp.

Lyra stared at the sleeping faces of the three, and her eyes finally settled on Malcolm's handsome sleeping profile.

"Good night honey."

She said softly, smiled contentedly, turned off the bedside lamp, and fell asleep.

...

The reason why Malcolm knew that Molly called Anthony Daddy at the dinner table, and also disrupted Anthony's blind date with the daughter of the Stone family, was the daughter of the Stone family, Nevaeh, who took the opportunity to spread it.

The original words she had spread to people were even more exaggerated than this.

It was Malcolm who immediately suppressed the news and asked Chad to withdraw a certain cooperation between White Corp and Stone Group.

Stone Group lost more than one billion contracts overnight.

Nevaeh's father, Dylan woke up Nevaeh who was still sleeping early in the morning and reprimanded her, "You went on a blind date yesterday. Why did you offend Mr. Malcolm?"

Nevaeh bowed her head and was puzzled by the inexplicable offending of Malcolm.

Dylan thought for a moment, then asked, "What did you tell Anthony? What did you do to his kid? Be honest."

"But I just told him about the conditions after we are together, but yesterday the girl suddenly broke in and kept calling him Daddy. Anthony is unmarried. Who is she if she is not an illegitimate daughter?" Nevaeh insisted, "Besides, yesterday, in front of him, I said that the girl was an illegitimate daughter, and he didn't object."

"That's weird..."

The family fell silent.

After a while, Nevaeh suddenly remembered the threats Anthony had made yesterday when he was angry.

"Dad, you don't even know how excessive Anthony was yesterday. I said he was not good at tutoring and wanted to help him educate his kid. He not only protected her, but also said that if I hurt that child, the entire Stone Group would go bankrupt tomorrow. It was crazy!"

Nevaeh was furious at the thought of yesterday's incident.

Dylan was lost in thought.

In terms of qualifications, although Callahan Group was a big business, it was not so easy for it to directly ruin Stone Group .

Moreover, after he said this, the cooperation between Callahan Group and Stone Group was not affected in any way.

Instead, it was the cooperation between Stone Group and White Corp ...

Thinking of something, Dylan took out his phone, opened the album, and turned the pages frantically with his fingers.

At the business party last month, he had seen Malcolm and Lyra attend together, during which there was a little girl who got along very well with Anthony and followed Anthony.

After rummaging for a while, he managed to find a photo of the girl's side face at the business party by accident.

"Take a good look. Is she this girl?"

Nevaeh took it and nodded affirmatively, "Yes, it's this little devil. Judging from the environment, it's an important business party, right? Anthony dared to bring the illegitimate daughter to this kind of occasion. He really had no shame."

Dylan was so angry that he patted his head wildly, "You know nothing!? This is not an illegitimate daughter of the Callahan family at all. This is the daughter of Mr. Malcolm and Ms. Lyra. She is Molly, the daughter of the Lloyd family and White family !"

"Although she is only five years old, she is already a prospective heiress to the richest group, with a net worth of over 10 billion. How dare you scold her for not being cultivated?"