Chapter 600 Chad is Malcolm''s little fanboy


    Malcolm lightened his pace and silently followed behind Chad and Ted, who bent their arms round each


    others'' shoulders.


    In the face of Ted''s question, Chad answered seriously, "Four hours is really too difficult. I don''t have


    the confidence to continue. It''spletely hard to resist. When Mr. Malcolm punishes people, he''s as


    sharp as ever."


    Ted tut-tutted with his answer and gently pinched Chad''s arm.


    Chad wailed in soreness, bared his teeth and endured the pain.


    Malcolm followed them behind with his hands behind his back, looking down abruptly.


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    Chad continued, "But Mr. Malcolm, although he''s ruthless, he''s really kind. For four hours of handstand,


    he saw me holding up too painfully. He finally only punished me more than two hours, and personally


    poured me a ss of water."


    The more Chad thought about it, the more excited he became, and his tone was high, "He actually


    cared about me. I was so damn touched. I almost cried on the spot. I guess I''ll never forget the ss of


    water he personally poured for me. It was so sweet!"


    Ted looked at him oddly, "Is that so exaggerating?"


    "You don''t understand. Mr. Malcolm is the most considerate leader and boss in the world as long as he


    doesn''t deduct money! No rebuttals will be epted."


    "Yes, yes, Mr. Malcolm is the best." Ted echoed heartily.


    Chad was so excited thinking about the ss of water Malcolm poured for himst day that he almost


    had "I''m Mr. Malcolm''s little fanboy" engraved on his head.


    Malcolm, however, was speechless.


    He just poured a ss of water for him and Chad was so moved? Was he too strict before?


    As he was thinking, there was an officer from the bureau in front of the corridor. He saw Malcolm, Chad


    and Ted from a long distance, bowed hastily and saluted respectfully.


    "Hello Mr. Malcolm, Chad and Ted." He stood at a distance, bowing one by one in greeting.


    Chad and Ted stopped dead in their tracks and looked confused.


    Mr. Malcolm?


    Ted withdrew his arm from Chad''s shoulder, and they turned around together suspiciously to see


    Malcolm who was standing behind them with his hands behind his back.


    Ted''s mouth twitched: "Mr. Malcolm, how do you ... walk without a sound?"


    Chad blushed, "Bro, how long have you been here? Did you hear all the small talk we just had?"


    Malcolm nodded seriously and looked calm. No one could know whether he was angry or not.


    He noted sharply that both Chad and Ted gulped nervously, and asked, "I just heard Mr. Chad say he


    thought my punishment yesterday was too heavy. Mr. Chad, you cane to my office andin


    to me alone if you''re unhappy."


    Chad''s face froze. His skin was a little tanned after returning from the border so no one could see if he


    paled.


    "Bro, no, Mr. Malcolm! I was wrong! I''m sorry!"


    He conceded quickly and tried desperately to exin himself, "I didn''t mean toin. I meant to say


    you got a good penalty for me! Good penalty!" The penalty made his back ache and he wailed.


    Malcolm was amused by his goofy look. Holding back hisughter, he snorted, "All right,e with me


    to the office."


    Thest sentence was obviously ordinary but it was like a bolt from the blue for Chad.


    Ah! He shouldn''t have talked too much. He must need to be physically punished again when he went to


    the office.


    His arms were weak and sore, and if he had to do another handstand against the wall, how long could


    hest?


    He was inwardly grief-stricken and desperate, and could only silently follow Malcolm, pondering how to


    plead with Malcolmter. What about directly hugging Malcolm''sp and crying miserably after he got


    into the office?


    Ted silently nced at him and slipped away, being afraid of being implicated.


    In the office of the director of the National Investigation Bureau.


    Chad lowered his head and followed Malcolm inside. His downcast eyes kept staring at Malcolm''s legs,


    wondering which one to hugter so it was less likely to be kicked straight out.


    He was so lost in thought that it wasn''t until Malcolm reached out and waved his hand in front of his


    eyes that he came back to his senses, "Bro?"


    Malcolm frowned, "What were you thinking? Didn''t even hear my words."


    Chad was chagrined and consciously pped his head, making excuses, "I didn''t sleep wellst night. I


    was a little unfocused."


    Malcolm didn''t bother to reveal him and didn''t dwell too much on the subject, "How''s it going with


    Ryan? Was he restless?"


    Chad shook his head, "I heard he was in a single roomst night. He was screaming to find you to talk,


    but also said you are not filial, disrespectful elders and so on. On the second half of the night he was


    tired of roaring. Everyone was not avable to him so he didn''t struggle that much."


    Malcolm listened quietly, "It seems he didn''t realize the consequences he''s going to take. NIB is my


    territory. If he dares to shout at me here, which is based on the hold card he has, I dare not do anything


    to him."


    "The hole card?" Chad turned serious, "He threatened you?"


    Malcolm breathed deeply, looked heavy, walked to the chair and sat down, instructing him in a deep


    voice, "I have a very important thing for you to do. It''s about a car ident decades ago. Find a way to


    check all the news files of this ident to see if there is any suspicious ce."


    Chad nodded his head in a disciplined manner, "Okay, I got it."


    Malcolm replied softly, "Get on it."


    "Huh?" Chad was confused. He just let him off the hook? No corporal punishment for him?


    When he didn''t leave, Malcolm deliberately looked serious and tapped the table with his knuckles to


    make a joke with him, "Don''t want to leave? Do you want to warm up with a few hundred push-ups? Or


    two hours of handstands to clear your head?"


    Chad heard that and his sweat broke out, shaking his head sincerely, "No no, the matter you order me


    is important. I go to do it immediately."


    He turned around and ran away very decisively. He was afraid of being caught back by Malcolm to do


    the devil physical punishment if he ran too slowly.


    Malcolm stared at his rapidly disappearing back, shook his head in disbelief, and taunted in a small


    voice, "Silly man, conceding so quickly."


    Once Chad was gone, Malcolm quickly got into the business.


    Half an hourter, he called Ted in, "Take someone to check Travis''s whereabouts. Get him back as


    soon as possible. Control him, and don''t let him escape from the country."


    "Yes, Mr. Malcolm."


    ...


    At noon.


    Thinking about what Malcolm saidst night about his parents'' death, Lyra was having lunch in the


    group''s cafeteria with little appetite.


    Travis and Ryan eyed covetously the position of the head of the family, and framed Malcolm many


    times because of this.


    Because of his grandfather, Malcolm had never heavily punished them before but relegated them to a


    subsidiary in a small county and not allowed them to return. Malcolm had alreadypromised


    because of Rudolph.


    Because of this alone, Rudolph, at Ryan''s plea, still recalled Travis to Suham early.


    But Travis was the most troublesome one. He just came back but deliberately harmed his grandfather.


    If he did not severely punish Travis and teach him a lesson, Travis would not know how to restrain


    himself.


    If Malcolm agreed to Ryan''s request and released Travis, it would be equivalent to being held by Ryan


    and losing the initiative.


    After all, it was no small matter when it came to her parents, and she had to find a way to help Malcolm


    find a breakthrough.


    Thinking about it, she only ate a little.


    Taking advantage of her lunch break, she went back to the White Mansion and went straight to


    Rudolph''s vi.


    Rudolph was sensitive to the death of Malcolm''s parents. If she asked him, he would say nothing so


    she had to start with someone else.


    She visited Rudolph in his bedroom first. After these days of recuperation, Rudolph was in a much


    better state of mind and was able to sit in a wheelchair again. He was pushed by Charles to take a walk


    in the garden.


    Rudolph was happy to see hering and pulled her in for a chat, asking Sophia to carry the two


    babies out into the garden for some sunshine by the way.


    The picture of his great-grandchildrenughing together in the garden was very harmonious and


    beautiful.


    Little Spencer and Momo smiled extra brightly and made him feel good.


    After ying for more than an hour, the babies were tired before Lyra asked Sophia to take them


    upstairs to bed.


    She, with Charles, pushed Rudolph back to the bedroom to rest.


    After helping Rudolph to lie down, Charles walked Lyra out of the vi.


    Lyra remembered the purpose of her trip here and asked Charles absently, "Mr. Charles, you''re an old


    butler of the White family, right? How many years have you been working for the White family?"