After divorce I am a billionaire

When they saw Micah cout, everyone gathered around.

Keith asked nervously, "Micah, how's it going?" Micah lowered his head and did not say a word. His face looked flat, so that they couldn't guess whether the test result was good or bad.

Seeing this expression on his face, everyone was heart-wrenching.

Lyra said resignedly, "Micah, just say it. Any outcwon't be much worse than now. | can take it." Micah remained silent and walked up to Lyra. He wrapped his arms around her shoulders and hugged her tightly.

His ever-cold and arrogant face had a rare smile, "Rara, my most precious sister. You're the Lloyd family's most honored daughter!” Once he said these words, everyone instantly fell relieved.

Only Malcolm, who looked sullen, separated the two from each other in an embrace and took back his petite fiancee with him arms.

"You're adults. Pay attention to the intimacy. Don't just hug like that." "You!" Lyra helplessly gazed at the jealous Malcolm. Her small hand quietly reached into his robe and pinched his strong waist.

Keith secretly sighed with relief and accused his brother with an unpleasant facial expression, "When will you have a few more expressions? What a nice thing! But you look so scary!" He seriously doubted if Micah would ever have a girlfriend in his life.

What kind of woman could accept Micah? Micah's expression was cold and bland, and he completely ignored Keith's accusations.

Several people discussed a few more things in response to tomorrow's return party.

If they didn't return to the Lloyd Manor, it would arouse the suspicion of someone at home. Therefore, Micah and Keith went back to Anning Hill quietly in the rain overnight.

Although they had solved the problem of her identity, Lyra still felt overwhelmed and could not sleep.

Malcolm noticed her mood and took her closer to his arms, kissing her gently on the forehead.

"Rara, | understand you. | know this is very hard for you. After all, it is your beloved family member for more than twenty years.

Being betrayed is the most heartbreaking stuff." Lyra, with red eyes, buried her face in his chest and did not say a word.

Malcolm continued, "But Micah is right. And | also find something incredible. Perhaps .. he has a hard time. You always have to see him in person tomorrow to hear his explanation before making a conclusion.” She nodded gently and wrapped her arms tighter around his strong waist.

"You are not alone in your body now. Even if you don't want to rest, our babies still need it. You should sleep even for their sake.” "But ... I really can't sleep. My heart, | feel a little suffocated...” Malcolm sighed silently and helped her think of a solution, "Can | tell you a bedtstory?" "No!" Lyra expressed her disgust, "Your storytelling skills are so bad!" "It is because of the boredom that you can sleep!" That made sense! She couldn't believe she was speechless! She couldn't resist Malcolm and listened to him for twenty minutes of bedtstories.

Finally, she managed to fall asleep under this hypnotic and magic sound! After a few hours of short sleep, it was dawn.

The return party of the Lloyd family would be held at 7:30pm at Reginald's grand villa of the top of Anning Hill.

Ethel was dressed up tonight. It was a grand and noble gold dress. With her beautiful face, she was like the most favored little princess in a castle.

With her appearance, all the guests at the scene erupted in applause.

In addition, Ethel was already a big star, and there were many reporters there. Flashlights were around her exquisite face and cameramen took her photos wildly.

Ethel was calm, as if she had the princess-like manners, which was extraordinarily dazzling.

Speople on the scene noticed the absence of another daughter of the Lloyd family, Lyra Lloyd. So, they started to whisper but quickly turned their attention to Ethel's beauty.

Because Reginald had not yet awakened, Collin had becthe Lloyd family's only patriarch.

He stepped up to the stage and made a much needed official speech.

After congratulating Ethel on her return, it was tfor the next order of business.

Collin, in the presence of all the guests, announced that he was handing over the succession to Ethel to sign with.

Ethel felt extremely flattered at the signing of the succession, took the microphone voluntarily and said humbly.

"Collin, | know you loveand want to giveall the best of everything, but I'm used to work in the entertainment industry. For the inheritance of the family business, | really can not do it!" She said it so frankly that many guests and media at the scene laughed.

They were attracted by the frankness of this nineteen-year-old young girl.

Midst the laughter of the guests, Ethel continued, "So Collin, | think the inheritance should be given to you, the most capable member of our family!" Collin's eyes still looked stern. He did not immediately agree, and his tone was gentle, "You are the youngest and most indebted daughter of the family. The Lloyd family's inheritance right is passed only on to women but not men, so you must take it." "Collin, I don't believe in this. | just know that seats are always reserved for the capable, so stop being humble with me!" The two stood on the stage, displaying a harmonious picture of brother and sister love and mutual humility.

In the end, Collin reluctantly took on the burden of signing the succession after Ethel used both hard and soft tactics.

Harvey, a member of the Lloyd family's legal team, took out a paper bag containing the inheritance documents to the stage with both of his hands.

Collin took the pen handed to him by Ethel, and prepared to sign his non the inheritance document.

"Wait a minute!" Outside the villa gate, there was a sudden sound of stopping.

Collin's hand, which was about to write, trembled gently, and a drop of thick ink fell from the tip of the pen, which just blurred the place where the nshould be signed.

Despite hearing the woman's familiar voice, he knew exactly who was coming and raised his eyes to look over.

All the guests followed him and turned around to look out the door.

Lyra wore a long and fiery red dress with irises, and even though she wasn't wearing high heels, she still had a strong aura.

The irises on the dress, which were swaying, made her look graceful, demure, arrogant and cold.

Beside her was Malcolm who was wearing a silver grey mask.

One was cold and haughty, and the other one was sarcastic. They walked hand in hand into the villa garden, instantly taking away the attention of all the guests and the media.

With the appearance of Lyra, the guests then noticed that Lyra, who had been the family's much-loved daughter, had just arrived? There were a lot of discordant sounds and suspicions on the scene.

Ethel, who was on the stage, calmly picked up the microphone and tried to get her right of speech back, "Lyra, tonight is important to me. Why do you and Mr. Malcolm just arrive now?" The implication was to put the blon Lyra, accusing her of being late and not having to make a fuss.

Lyra looked at Ethel from a distance, and the sarcastic smile was even more obvious, "Ethel, even if you give the succession to Collin, it's not your turn to decide!"