The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin)

Chapter 584 What Malcolm has decided can't be changed

It was an important news that grandpa was awake.

Malcolm took Chad and left the hall without a backward glance, walking quickly toward the bedroom.

Ryan pulled up Travis, who was trembling with pain, and also wanted to head to the master bedroom to

see his father.

Travis was shot in the thigh and couldn't walk at all, "Dad, Malcolm is too ruthless. Even if he back

stabbed me, he just shot me so decisively. It hurts too much! It's a torture even when I'm walking. Dad,

take me to bandage the wound first."

Ryan sighed and said in an experienced manner, "No, this wound is the best weapon. You have to

show it to your grandfather."

Travis instantly understood what he meant. He gritted his teeth and was assisted by Ryan to leave the

hall and go upstairs.

Micah had been back to Anning Hill by Lyra with a phone call to keep Abigail company.

The entire medical team was still on duty.

Malcolm had just reached the door when he heard his grandpa's coughing.

He couldn't help but speed up and sit by the bedside, "How do you feel? Do you still feel dizzy?"

Rudolph looked weak and his voice was even weaker, "I feel much better. Malcolm, don't worry. I'm old.

Illness and death are inevitable."

Malcolm disagreed with him, "Don't talk nonsense, grandpa. You are blessed and will surely live long to

accompany Spencer and Momo grow up in the future."

When it came to Spencer and Momo, the old White's eyes lit up. It would be a blessing to see the two

little ones grow up.

They chatted idly for a while until Ryan helped Travis limp in to break the harmonious atmosphere in

the room.

Noticing the bright red blood on Travis' thigh, as if it was injured, Rudolph concerned about him in a

fragile voice, "What's wrong with your thigh?"

Travis endured the intense pain from the gunshot and knelt down by the bedside.

He said with a sobbing voice, "I'm sorry. I didn't know grapes and grapefruit can not be taken at the

same time with anti-hypertensive drugs. This afternoon, we were in the study and I advised you to eat

more. I deserve to it. Malcolm is angry. He takes me to the hall to lecture me and shoot me in the

thigh."

Rudolph was distressed, "Is it hurt badly? Malcolm, there's really no need to be angry. It's my fault for

not taking care of my diet."

Malcolm remained silent and did not speak.

Travis saw this and immediately moved forward on knees. His body was trembling and he clutched

Rudolph's hand, showing how scared and helpless he was.

"Help me. I know I'm wrong, but Malcolm won't let me go off. He wants to send me to High-order Prison

to serve ten years. Grandpa, if I really go there, my life will be ruined!"

Ryan also said, "Dad, I have persuaded Malcolm, but his attitude is very firm. He's the head of the

family. He doesn't listen to my words. Only you can convince him. Please help Travis."

Rudolph did not expect a little family issue to become so serious.

"Malcolm, it really has nothing to do with Travis. It's my own mistake. You've already given him a shot in

the leg. There's no need to send him to prison. It's better to deal with this at home. Don't make a scene

and others know it."

Malcolm, who always listened to his grandfather, contradicted him for the second time on matters other

than Lyra.

"I have decided. Don't listen to Travis and Ryan's statement. It is not that simple."

Travis did not comply but retorted sternly, "It is that simple! It's you, Malcolm. You don't like me and

you're deliberately skeptical of my integrity!"

Malcolm did not bother to listen to him for unnecessary arguments. His attitude was very firm, "Anyway,

this is not negotiable. I will organize the relevant evidence. When your injury is almost healed, be ready

to go to the prison to serve a sentence."

Travis's face changed by his attitude, and his already bloodless face, which was caused from his injury,

turned paler.

"Grandpa, help me! I don't want to go to the prison. Malcolm wants to destroy me!"

Rudolph coughed in anxiety.

Malcolm lowered his eyes in obedience to help him ease the cough. Although he looked respectful and

obedient, what Malcolm decided will not be changed easily.

Rudolph wanted to protect Travis eagerly, "You are going to kill your cousin? I am already fine. There is

no need to punish him so heavily. Malcolm, listen to me this time. Don't be stubborn!"

Malcolm fell into silence again. Seeing that his grandpa was coughing up so hard, he did not want to

make him angry. Rudolph just woke up and weak. He couldn't tell his grandpa what bad things Travis

did.

Travis noticed that Malcolm's momentum was overwhelmed by Rudolph.

And he felt his life was saved, and Ryan was relieved.

Just as the atmosphere in the master bedroom was subtly changing, Lyra's soft and melodious voice

came through the door.

"Grandpa, Malcolm doesn't mean to kill his cousin. It's Travis who asks for it. Malcolm is just doing his

job."

Travis glared back at Lyra. This was his utmost hatred for her beautiful face. He gritted his teeth and

said in a very small voice, "Why are you always out there to get involved?"

Lyra heard him but ignored him. She walked around Ryan and Travis who was on the floor, and went to

stand by the bed.

"Travis purposely made you eat grapefruit in order to drive me back to the White Mansion. And

something happened over there in my family ..."

"Rara."

Malcolm stopped her from continuing, "Grandpa has just woken up, so don't bother him with these

things. I'll take care of it."

Lyra didn't agree with him, "I know you are concerned about and afraid that grandpa will be worried,

confused and unable to take it if he knows the truth about everything. But grandpa was in the army

when he was young. He has encountered a lot of things. I believe he will not be crushed so easily."

Once again, Malcolm was silent.

Rudolph was quick to sense that there was something else going on, "Rara, what's going on with all

this?"

Lyra continued to say seriously, "When you were in coma, I came over there immediately so I can't deal

with the matter in my family. I was busy on both sides. And there are people deliberately trapping me

into the police station. Travis found ways to create public opinion and conflict. At that time, Malcolm

hadn't returned and couldn't deal with this. Then the burden will naturally fall on Travis and Ryan. They

want to take advantage of it to win the Whites' support. In the future, they will empty Malcolm's power

as head of the family."

"Grandpa, it's more than that. Travis colluded with Owhil noble Paul Hoare. He's sophisticated in the

business field. I'm afraid when Travis got it, White Corp will fall into the hands of AN Group step by

step. Their ambition is big."

Malcolm kept staring at Lyra while she was making her statement.

It seemed to be a silent question how did she know it?

Lyra noticed his gaze and raised her eyebrows delicately.

Returning from Anning Hill, she found that the lights hadn't even been turned on at Lyre Spiti so it was

clear that Malcolm hadn't returned.

So she came to the old White's villa and saw Chad outside the bedroom.

It was Chad who told her about Malcolm's speculation and the night's events. By the way, Chad was

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He looked a little funny when talking.

Chad hadn't had a chance to go back to his house yet. And he wondered what Keira's reaction will be

when she saw him?