After divorce I am a billionaire

Malcolm's face was calm, as if he was not the one who was sentenced to death by the doctor.

"You mean, if the virus is not suppressed properly, there is a possibility that | may suddenly lose my life one day?" Jimmy lowered his head and didn't answer.

It seemed to be a confirmation.

Malcolm also fell silent.

He thought his body would have no problem living for at least a few decades with the inhibitors.

If he had known that this was the case, then he might as well not let Rara know that he was still alive, lest she would suffer again later because of his death.

In the heavy atmosphere of sadness, Chad did not hold back and silently stood aside to shed tears.

Malcolm heard the sobs and gave him a stare, "Why are you crying? I'm not dead yet." "I, I just feel ..." he felt so sorry for his boss.

His boss was only less than 30 years old. He had to suffer from illness all day long, but also to live a life of fear.

He was too bitter! Jimmy scratched his head, a little embarrassed, "actually not so bad. | just said if, according to the current situation, as long as with the treatment, to maintain a good resistance, my inhibitor can also keep Malcolm at least twenty years!" Chad's face was mournful, "What about after twenty years?" Jimmy gave Malcolm a reassuring look, "It's been twenty years. Maybe I'll have developed a cure by then, and Malcolm will live a long life!" At least there was hope for a cure, and the room was gradually warming up.

Chad took a tissue and blew his nose, being quite depressed, "Doctor, can you talk it non stop?! It's scary as hell!" Jimmy laughed and gave Malcolm another injection of inhibitor to strengthen the effect of the drugs in his body, and then prescribed him with drugs to help the wound heal and suppress angina, respectively.

He was instructed to restrain his beastly nature before his injury healed and not to engage in that strenuous exercise anymore.

Although Malcolm said yes, he was actually distracted and didn't listen much.

It was almost the end of the day when they cout of the lab.

Malcolm was about to go back to his car to pick up Lyra from the Angle Group when he cacross Collin who was in a dark airline uniform. His face was cold and grim, walking towards him, followed by his lovely wife, Kathleen Henderson.

The two had obviously just gotten off the plane and cover, and neither looked very good.

They were like coming to pick a fight.

Chad politely shouted, "Hello Mr. Collin, hello ma'am." Kathleen nodded. Collin's eyes were dark, ignoring it. And he walked straight to Malcolm.

After all, he was his former brother-in-law, so he had to have a good relationship. Malcolm restrained his hostility in his eyes, "Why is Mr. Collin free to cback to Suham recently?" Collin stopped a meter away from him and pulled out a pistol directly, aiming it at his head with a horrifying and murderous burst of energy.

"Mr. Collin?!" Chad was confused.

Malcolm's mouth curled up in a sneer, not the least bit flustered. His hands were in his trouser's pockets, leisurely and elegantly.

And he stared at with him, "What do you mean?" Collin raged with killing intent, "I want your life!" Lyra, who was in the office of Angle Group Tower, waited for five minutes without Malcolm coming to pick her up.

Mel said he would cover early to pick her up to dinner, and he was always punctual.

Lyra was about to call and ask when she received a text message from Chad.

It read: Mr. Collin wants to kill my boss, the laboratory.

Why was Collin back all of a sudden? Lyra frowned, remembering that she had called Collin the other day to check Malcolm's departure record ...

"It's screwed!" She immediately put on her bag and took a taxi to the lab in a hurry.

Before she got out of the car, she looked through the window and saw Collin holding a gun to Malcolm's head with a murderous look on his face.

"Collin! What are you doing?" Lyra held the gun with one hand and the other hand to protect Malcolm to the back, smile very pleasing, "We can talk. What is the point?" Collin did not move.

Kathleen also helped to persuade, "Honey, put the gun away. Be careful not to hurt your sister.” Collin then retracted the gun. His face was cold, which was unabated.

Lyra rushed back to check on Malcolm's condition, "Collin didn't hit you, did he? Did you hurt yourself?" Malcolm shook his head gently and took her warm hand. His lips curved slightly, "How could | let anyone but you beatup?" Lyra was relieved to see that he still had tto talk like this.

Collin watched the two behave intimately. His eyebrows tightened in anger, "Lyra! Do you know he has been playing with your feelings?" A few days ago, he had been wondering why his sister was suddenly so interested in this fiancé, and only when he looked deeper did he find out that Malcolm was her ex-husband! Lyra retorted, "Collin, I've known for a long tthat what happened before was actually a misunderstanding. | don't even care anymore." Collin's tone was icy: "You were cheated by him! Three years of youth can't just be offset. I'm going to help you get out of this marriage.” "Don't, Collin!" Lyra hugged his shoulders, "I beat him back for what he did tobefore! And he savedthree times in Frayton. If it wasn't for him, your sister can't return to Suham unharmed. Keith was touched by him. Forget about this." Collin looked at her askance, not speaking.

If he didn't retort, it meant he was swayed, so she took advantage of it, "By the way, my marriage contract with him is a business alliance, so it's not easy to back out. Collin think twice!" "What are you afraid of? As long as you want, | can afford to pay even if | lose 300 billion." Lyra pouted. Her voice was weak, "But Collin, | don't want to. | want to be with him." Malcolm listened quietly, keeping his eyes on Lyra and feeling sweet in his heart.

Collin was silent.

Lyra hugged his arm and continued, like a kitty, "Collin I'm serious ..." Collin looked at his wife, and Kathleen smiled and nodded to him in approval.

He let out a long sigh and reluctantly compromised, "Since you insist, I'll observe him for a while. Before | nod, this marriage contract must be postponed like Keith's. Don't secretly get a license without the family's knowledge. No sleeping with him, or I'll be mad!" Lyra flinched and subconsciously gulped.

Holy crap, she has slept with him ...

What to do?! Malcolm's face also froze.

Lyra didn't answer. Collin looked the two back and forth, especially the expression of his sister who had obviously done something bad, as if two words were written on her face "guilty conscience”.

"You're already licensed?" Lyra hurriedly waved her hands and shook her head, "No, no! | wouldn't dare!" Collin's face sank even deeper, "So it's sleeping?" "Of... had it before when | got married. Does it count ..." she bit her lower lip and her eyes flashed.

"That tyou both didn't use your real identities and got divorced. It doesn't count. I'm asking about this time." Lyra didn't say anything.

She hit her head restlessly, staring at her toes. Her ears were flushed.

Collin instantly understood. The rage in his eyes becmore and more appalling, with killing intent.

He pulled out his gun again and pointed it at Malcolm .

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