After divorce I am a billionaire

In addition to the pair of blue-colored noble eyes, they could not find a trace of youngster from the man's face. His skin was also much rougher than before, and he even had a beard, like an exotic middle-aged man.

It seemed that he experienced a lot, and looked older.

However, when looking at Lyra, his eyes were still drenched with tenderness and doting.

"Rara, it's been a long time." Lyra froze in place, staring at him.

Almost a year had passed. She did not expect to see Anthony again. He had changed, and seemed to be much more mature and stable.

After sizing him up for a while, she smiled and said, "It's been a long time, Mr. Callahan.” Anthony was slightly surprised. Because of the way she addressed him, he glanced behind her at Malcolm and understood.

He gently reached out and said expectantly, "After being away for so long, can ... we have a hug?" Lyra didn't answer, but looked back at Malcolm.

Malcolm bowed his head and did not make a statement. No one could see his look.

In front of him, hugging was not a particularly out-of-the-ordinary action. It didn't matter, right? With that in mind, she tentatively stepped forward and opened her arms.

But at a distance of one meter from Anthony, her arms were gently bumped from behind.

She turned her head and saw Malcolm walking around her towards Anthony. His face looked grim. Seemingly, he was not too happy and in a position to fight.

On the first day back, Anthony had to be beaten as a welcgift? "Honey..." Before she could finish her words, Lyra saw that Malcolm opened his arms and reluctantly gave Anthony a perfunctory hug.

He said, "She is a married woman. It's not convenient for her to hug you so | will do it for her." After saying that, he patted Anthony's back heavily with his palms.

Anthony was speechless.

On the faces of both men, there was a very disgusted expression.

Lyra laughed and suddenly felt that they were cute.

"Well, how long are you two going to hold each other? How cit looks like I'm the extra one?" Malcolm and Anthony immediately let go of each other. Both of them looked sullen and found it hard to get along to the extreme.

Lyra took Malcolm's hand and led him to sit across from Anthony.

"Why do you suddenly want to cback this time?" Anthony smiled, hiding the loss in his eyes, "It's not sudden. I've been in a foreign country for so long. | always feel | miss something. I'm not quite at ease, so cback to see. A few days ago | sent you a letter. | have said this on the letter. | thought you knew..." "You sent a letter?" Lyra was suspicious and carefully recalled. She seemed to have received a delivery.

"Sorry, I've been busy the last few days, so I'm not available. Eleven helps receive delivery for me, and | did forget to look at it." Anthony felt relieved and smiled, "It's okay. It's not a big deal.” The three of them exchanged a few more pleasantries.

Lyra: "By the way, do you know about Melissa, the daughter of your family? You've got another sister.” "Melissa?" Little did Anthony know that in the year he had been teaching abroad in the countryside. He had never inquired about the Callahan family.

He had only inquired about Lyra and was happy to know that Malcolm treated her extremely well.

"She's a contracted actress of Angle Group and a good friend of mine from Frayton orphanage before. She and Keith are ..." Lyra paused in her speech.

Talking about Melissa, her and Malcolm's expressions went grim at the stime.

Anthony keenly sensed the change in mood in both of them, "What's wrong? Is something wrong?" Lyra turned her head to look at Malcolm and saw that he had no objection before asking, "Do you know anything about Shane?" Anthony didn't speak but looked solemn.

Lyra: "Lettake you to meet Melissa. After seeing her, maybe you can know suseful information." The tsoon set off back to Lyre Spiti.

It was the first tfor Anthony to see his half-sister.

But he still had simpressions of those things before Melissa was born, and he always felt a bit sorry for her.

When his father brought him back to the Callahan family from European Swye, he asked Caitlin to include him in the family tree.

He heard that it was a mental problem and a little stimulation that caused Melissa to be in exile for so many years.

Lyra: "She went back to her family just a week ago, and beclike this. When | found her, she was imprisoned by Shane in chains in the penthouse. She's mentally disturbed, recognizing only Shane. When she leaves Shane, she will be manic and crazy to the point of self-harm." Anthony listened quietly, sizing up the haggard girl on the bed.

Keith, who had been sitting on the edge of the bed without speaking, added, "We suspect Shane imprisons Caitlin in the sway and injects her with unknown drugs.” Anthony pondered for a moment, "So that's it, no wonder." He seemed to know something, and several other people in the room turned their heads to look at him.

He calmly explained little by little the truth about the Callahan family in the first place.

"Caitlin is my father's second wife, and after my father's death, my elder brother, Shane and | were all vying for the power." "It was during this battle for power that my elder brother was accidentally killed. | happened to be transferred away from Suham on a mission by Security Agency. By the t| returned, things had cto a close. Shane had managed to get the power, and | was told that Caitlin fully supported him to it, spending all her financial resources into establishing his prestige in front of everyone in the family." "I wondered at the tthat even if she spoils her son, she couldn't spend all her money. Now when | think about it, Caitlin's state the day she showed up at the family meeting was indeed a bit strange, like she was being controlled by Shane.” The other three listened quietly to his elaboration, and the room was exceptionally quiet, with no one speaking to interrupt.

Until Anthony raised his eyes to see Lyra, and his blue eyes looked extra firm, "Rara, for this matter, | think | have a way. | can help you." Lyra and Keith lit up at the stime.

Malcolm bowed his head in contemplation. No one knew what he was thinking.

After several people agreed on the plan in detail, the final plan was determined.

In the evening, Rebecca and Timothy who was exhausted by working at the National Investigation Bureau, sat trembling at the dinner table.

Their nightmare for the past two days was having meal together with Shane.

Every time, it was as painful as if they were about to have a death sentence.

Shane was once again helped downstairs by the butler and servants and slowly sat down at the main chair.

He didn't immediately dine, but coldly questioned Rebecca, "Well?" Rebecca answered honestly, "Melissa's condition is very bad. | heard after she was sent to Lyre Spiti, she had a frenzy and bit Keith. After that she was sedated and never woke up. Until now there is no improvement." Shane heard this and instead of being worried, he was relieved.

"You have to go there often and keep Melissa's health monitored at times." Rebecca bowed her head, "I know." "By the way, next tremember to ask Lyra to let the bodyguards in. They kept them in the basement. It should never happen again. Their responsibility is to keep you safe. You have to make sure you are under their nose at all times, okay?" Rebecca resisted a little, and after a few seconds of thinking, she obediently said, "Yes." Shane lazily glanced at Timothy who sat across from Rebecca, and was about to ask a question when a bodyguard at the door suddenly cin in a frenzy. He looked astonished as if he saw a ghost.

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