After divorce I am a billionaire

Chad was attracted by her starry eyes and asked in a daze, "What do you mean?" Lyra smiled with arched eyebrows, "The court dinner in a few days will be so much fun!" In that day, not only did she have to get Harrod Gary to agree to work with her, but she had to give Anthony a big surprise that she might be pregnant! Chad looked at her delicate face and had an uneasy feeling in his heart.

Crana.

This night was destined to be a sleepless night for the entire Lyre Spiti.

Early the next morning, Keith, with slight dark circles under his eyes, held his cheeks listlessly and looked depressed as he ate his breakfast.

Micah went downstairs.

Keith immediately looked up at Micah.

He still had that cold look, but it was not like he didn't sleep well last night.

"Micah, | envy you. You're able to live a carefree life without anything concerned.” Without speaking, Micah walked over to his chair and began to eat his breakfast without a word.

After the two finished eating, Keith brought the breakfast for Malcolm upstairs and had just reached the stairs when he heard a ruckus coming in from the gate outside the garden.

"Coming so fast? It's really a quiet breakfast. Not even let us eat well!" Keith stopped dead in his tracks and was about to go out to check when Micah stopped him, "I'll go. You bring the food up first." "Okay." Keith pushed open the door to the master bedroom. Malcolm was already up, fully dressed and standing straight by the floor-to- ceiling window, listening to the commotion outside through the curtains.

"Micah goes to block them, so you can leave it alone for a while and finish your breakfast." Malcolm didn't say anything and didn't move. Keith took him by the arm and brought him to sit in the chair.

Downstairs, outside the gate.

There were many people.

Micah cout and glanced at them.

Ryan and Travis led the group, along with several bodyguards and several respected directors of White Corp.

Even Shane cin person with three or five of his men from the National Investigation Bureau.

What a big arrangement! Seeing that Micah cout, Shane took the lead and said with a smile, "Mr. Micah, why are you here too? Mr. Malcolm hasn't been back to National Investigation Bureau for a long time. Is he sick?" Micah hated the sycophant pose and was too lazy to deal with him, "Don't talk nonsense. I'm not used to it. Say it straight.” Shane was slightly stunned and laughed to disguise his embarrassment, "Mr. Micah, you're the sas described in the rumor.

You haven't changed a bit." Micah, with his hands in his pant pockets, listened to his nonsense without expression.

The atmosphere was a little rigid. Ryan stepped forward and said, "Micah, I'm here to see Malcolm today because of a clan event. I'd like to ask you to let us in." Micah was succinct, "No, Malcolm has a cold. He is not seeing anyone." Travis, who was behind Ryan, glared at him, "It's been a few days. Can't you cup with a new excuse? With you around, he's actually delayed in getting well from his cold. Isn't that just disgracing you?" Micah was unfazed by his attack and his tone was light, "He has a contagious viral cold. What do you want to say to him? Just letknow and | will tell him." Contagious viral cold? Ryan and Travis looked at each other and seemed to be in disbelief.

Travis didn't want to hear any more excuses from Micah, so he cstraight to the point.

"I heard Malcolm is blind. The White family's motto is that a disabled person should not be in charge of the family. He often does not go to White Corp because of health reason. White Corp's profit in the latest month is not as good as before. The shareholders and directors have problem with that! Sdirectors who had been called over on purpose helped Travis, "Yes! Since Mr. Malcolm cannot continue to protect our interests, his CEO position should be replaced!" Micah didn't respond. Travis spoke in high spirits and deliberately raised his voice.

"How can a blind man be the man in power of White Corp? It'll beca joke of our family. Today, we are here to invite Malcolm to the hall of White family. He needs to hand over his power in front of all the White family elders!" Micah snorted. There was a rare and different expression on his face, "If it's not because of Malcolm, your White family would not have today's new richest family status. What he brought to the White family and the White Corp is unprecedented glory. Although you are the Whites, what have you brought to White Corp? What qualifications do you have to stand here and shout?" Travis was retorted that he couldn't say a word.

All staff in the White Corp only knew Malcolm, but rarely heard of Travis's father Ryan, let alone him.

Ryan, who was next to Travis, felt distressed.

"Alas, you're right. Malcolm is a good young man. | feel bad for him more than anyone else after what happened to him. If it isn't for the inviolable ancestral rule, he really would be the most suitable person for the White family to take the reins!" "Feel bad?" Micah's tone was flat, "Since you feel bad for him, you can stab both of your eyes now. Then you'll have a good reputation of loving your nephew. If you don't dare, you are ungrateful, mean and ambitious." Ryan was speechless.

The Whites went pale.

Micah retorted whomever he didn't like, leaving no mercy. They had heard of his character so they could not refute.

Seeing that the White family was silent, Micah coldly withdrew his gaze and looked at Shane , "What's up with you?" Shane just smiled, and his eyes glanced at his a subordinate behind him.

Levi Holder, the captain of ninth division of the National Investigation Bureau, immediately cforward to explain.

"Mr. Micah, Mr. Malcolm is blind. I'm afraid he can not continue to be competent for the position of National Investigation Bureau director. All the captains and adjutants in the bureau jointly request Mr. Malcolm to appear personally and elect Mr. Shane as the new director.” Micah gazed at Shane, "Since it's your idea, you're not saying something polite?" Shane, with amber eyes and a light smile, said steadily, "Since Mr. Malcolm is not feeling well, he should take off his burden and stay at hto recuperate from his illness.

Micah didn't answer.

Shane, despite his ambitions, didn't disguise but was much more frank than Ryan.

At the main entrance, the situation was deadlocked.

Travis, seeing that Micah didn't continue to retort him, started to clamour again.

"Mr. Micah, | don't know what Malcolm has given you to help him like this, but if we don't see Malcolm today, we'll have to break in!" Just as he finished speaking, Collins bodyguards, who had previously arranged to hide in the shadows, jumped out and surrounded them.

There was a thud and Travis was startled.

Ryan's thick eyebrows wrinkled, and he said unhappily, "Malcolm is the head of White family. If it turns to a big deal today, and you guys really fight ... And if the old man knows it, it is Malcolm's fault. You, the Lloyds really dare to stop us?" Micah looked cold, and he remained silent.

The window of the balcony on the third floor's bedroom suddenly opened and they heard Malcolm's magnetic voice.

"Ryan, you can't sit still so soon? Don't you just want the power? | can give it to you!" All eyes downstairs looked to the third floor balcony with the sound.

Malcolm stood lazily by the balcony. Despite wearing a lovely plush gray robe, he was still cold, reserved and distinguished.

He was wearing sunglasses. With a relaxed and calm expression, his head slightly lowered, seemingly looking at the group at the gate.

As he appeared, Shane tightened his eyebrows. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he examined Malcolm's eyes from afar under his sunglasses.

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