Chapter 249 Mr. Malcolm took the whip


    Reginald tapped him on the shoulder in relief.


    It was not that he was not good to his daughter, but he was controlled by Lyra''s mother.


    Lyra and her mother''s character were very simr, the same arrogant and frivolous.


    He did not want his daughter to continue to follow her mother''s old path in the future. He hoped that his


    daughter can be good and smart. If someone could control her, she would put herself in danger, and


    can spend their lives in peace and quiet.


    Aftering out of the study, Malcolm''s eyes deepened as he pondered the matter.


    Lyra was standing in the hallway waiting for him and noticed that he didn''t look quite right, "What did


    dad say to you? Why do you look so preupied when youe out?"


    Malcolm retracted his thoughts and took her hand.


    "Nothing, just let me take good care of you in the future. Let''s go. It''s gettingte."


    The two held hands and got into the car.


    In the car, Lyra looked at his lips which were pale. He did not always look good, so she was a little


    worried.


    "Are you sure you''re not unwell? Do you want to go back and ask a doctor to take a look?"


    "No, it''s really okay."


    Malcolm shook his head lightly.


    The kind of transient blindness and deafness he just experienced in the garden had not reappeared


    until now.


    Maybe it was true that he was overthinking it.


    It was Reginald''s side that gave him a problem.


    Without taking care of the most important father-inw, it was difficult to make things happen even if


    they were already engaged.


    But how was he supposed to discipline Lyra?


    Lyra saw that he was distracted and didn''t ask more questions.


    Early the next morning.


    Malcolm had to be present at White Corp''s monthly staff meeting, and Lyra happened to be at the


    Angle Group meeting.


    The two went out the door together.


    After dropping Lyra off at the Angle Group, Malcolm headed over to White Corp.


    Chad had been waiting for him at the door for a long time.


    The staff meeting finally finished after three hours.


    In the president''s office, Chad handed Malcolm a summary of the conference.


    Malcolm took it and stared at it for the first time.


    "Boss?"


    He was back to attention, "What?"


    "You...got it upside down ..."


    Malcolm was not embarrassed and turned it over.


    Chad could see that something was.


    After thest time when he was deducted sry and ordered not to enter the vi, Chad felt aggrieved


    and was worried about finding an opportunity to make up for his mistakes.


    "Boss, is there something you can''t figure out? You can let me help you share the burden. I have the


    most ideas!"


    Malcolm thought about it, but asked, "In your perception, who will have a higher family status in the


    future, me or Rara?"


    Chad felt puzzled.


    This question needed to be considered?


    "It must be Miss Lyra!"


    Malcolm frowned, "Why? Where do you see that from?"


    Chad said seriously: "Boss, this is the obvious question. Now thepany''s top management knows


    that you are hen-pecked!"


    Malcolm was stunned and his dark eyes looked horrifying.


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    He was keenly aware that Chad was talking about the entire top management!


    "I''m just giving in to Rara, so howe I''m afraid of her?"


    Chad''s eyes dodged from side to side, not daring to expose him.


    Malcolm''s face was cold. If he let this group of people continue to spread the info, the fake will soon


    be real.


    He had to find a way to reim his majesty as a man from Rara!


    "Do you have any good ideas?"


    Chad was confused, "Boss, what do you mean?"


    "Reginald wants me to discipline Rara and try to turn her into a petite wife who will do whatever I say,


    otherwise he''ll have to reconsider my marriage to Rara. So think about how you can help me establish


    my authority with Rara."


    Chad was shocked.


    With Miss Lyra''s character, this was an impossible task, right?


    But looking at Malcolm''s serious face, Chad paced back and forth in his office, honestly helping him


    figure out what to do.


    "There! Boss, wait for me!"


    Chad trotted out of the office.


    Five minutester, he took a whip and handed it to Malcolm.


    "Women who do not obey, indeed, must be properly disciplined. Since it is discipline, of course, it must


    be prepared to establish the prestige of the familyw, and then develop a few family rules. It may


    work!"


    Malcolm examined the whip in his hand, as thick as his little finger. It hurt, right?


    What if it really hurt Lyra, how can he be willing ...


    Moreover, what if she was scared away?


    He gave Chad a cold and hostile stare, "You want me to beat her up with this?"


    "You don''t have to be serious. When the timees, you pretend to be fierce, roar in front of her and


    scare her. Many women want men domineering and strong. In case she likes this?"


    Malcolm looked at the whip in his hand and fell into memory.


    Last night before going to Lloyd''s Parlor for dinner, he whispered to Lyra in the living room, and Lyra


    was surprised to be yelled at and cried, aggrieved and very petnt.


    He had never been very serious about being mean to her, so maybe she can really like this?


    Chad continued to advise, "Anyway, you just try. Adapt yourself to changing circumstances. If you find


    it''s not right, you have to quickly admit fault with sincere attitude. Then she may forgive you."


    Malcolm mulled it over and nned to find a chance to try it when he got back from work tonight!


    ...


    It was almost the end of the day, so Lyra packed her things early and was ready to be picked up by


    Malcolm.


    Also, her little surprise gift for Malcolm arrived, so they''ll go back tonight and find a chance to try it out!


    Kellie suddenly knocked on the door and entered with an anxious face.


    "Ms. Lloyd, something big is happening!"


    Lyra''s hand organizing her desk paused, "What is it?"


    "Melissa didn''t go to the group activity today. The agent just found that she quietly went to South Lake.


    She jumped into theke andmitted suicide!"


    "What!"


    Lyra rose from her chair , "Where is she? Dead?"


    "No, fortunately she was found in time. She has been sent to the hospital for treatment, but when she


    jumped, many people passing by saw it. Now Butterfly Girls is in the limelight. Once the news of her


    suicide spread, the impact on us is huge!"


    If such negative news were to spread from a popr idol group, the inte would explode with public


    opinion and suspicion, and even several other girls would be seriously affected.


    Lyra sat back in her chair and calmly analyzed the matter.


    "Check all the surveince around. Send public rtions at the fastest speed to find all the passers-by.


    Take money to not let them speak. If there are videos, delete. Send people tomunicate with the


    more influential mediapanies. If they are intended to report, intercept as fast as possible."


    Kellie: "But Ms. Lloyd, surveince has dead spots. It takes a lot of time and effort to find all the


    passersby."


    "Try to find them first. Minimize the seriousness of the matter. If it still does not work, when the time


    "Yes."


    "Give me the hospital address."


    "Okay, Ms. Lloyd."


    When she got the location, Lyra immediately took a taxi there. Melissa had suffered a lot, and if she


    hadn''t encountered something particrly serious, she would never have chosen to suicide.


    Because things happened so suddenly, Lyra left in a hurry and forgot to send a message to Malcolm


    who was ready to pick her up.