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Keith was utterly depressed, stared at Malcolm who was fawning at his sister, and had a silent sigh.

Chad, even if he saw his boss's petulant look in front of the wife, he had no other emotion but wanted to laugh.

Keira was envious, deflated, and silently looked at Chad, the big straight guy next to him.

Lyra noticed the varying expressions of several people and smiled awkwardly.

Malcolm seemed genuinely upset. His head rested gently on her shoulder, as if asking for comfort.

She didn't stop Malcolm from hugging her, reaching out to rub the back of his neck to soothe his inner turmoil habitually.

"Don't keep silent. Everyone is almost there. Let's start speaking." Lyra changed the subject.

Chad quickly said, "I specifically checked the circumstances of Miss. Melissa, and also consulted several psychiatrists. They all said that she had a rapid change of mood. Her reaction was too strong. In just a few days, she become like this. It's not like she was stimulated badly.” Keira nodded, "Yes, so we both still prefer the assumption that she was injected with an unknown drug by Shane." Because they were discussing the serious stuff, the atmosphere of the living room quickly became gloomy.

Keith thought deeply, and after a long interval, he said, "I suddenly remembered something Melissa said earlier.” Lyra: "What is it?" "Rara, Melissa went back to the Callahan family once before to find evidence that Anthony is illegitimate. Do you remember?" Lyra nodded, "Of course | remember." "She said she was on the top floor of the Callahan Residence when she encountered a horrific attack. Now when | think about it, 1 think it's very similar to what happened when Melissa had her attack. When the top floor is only occupied by her mother, Caitlin, she always suspects it was her." Speaking of this matter, Lyra also thought of something, "Shane took Melissa to attend a business party last time. Melissa asked me about her mother. She said when they were having a meal, she saw her mother's wrists with red marks. | also told this to you after | came back home. " Keith nodded, with the memory still fresh in his mind.

The aura of the living room became more grim.

Even Malcolm, rising from Lyra's arms, frowned and asked, "So, do you suspect Shane first imprisoned his mother and injected her with drugs, and then Melissa?" Lyra and Keith both looked deep at the same time and nodded.

Malcolm lowered his head to cover the hostility in his eyes, and did not speak again.

The discussion continued.

Keira: "If that's the case, does that mean Shane still has the drug there?" Chad agreed, "Since he wants to control Caitlin, he must inject the drugs to her continuously. | remember when we searched the house, the housekeepers reaction was particularly strong to a chain rattling room on the top floor. He tried desperately to not allow us to open the door. Mrs. Caitlin might be in that room!" Lyra lowered her eyes for a moment in thought, "In that case, let me find another way to contact Rebecca. And see if she can help us get inside and try to get the drug Shane gave them." Keira: "Lyra, Rebecca is Shane's sister after all. Will she really want to help us find evidence of Shane's crimes? You know, it could get her brother killed!" On this matter, Lyra was also unsure and had little confidence.

"Let's try that first. There's no one else in the Callahan family can be trusted except Rebecca. And Shane was recently suspended from National Investigation Bureau assignment to reflect at home and wait for the investigation. He will surely keep the Callahan Residence under close guard. We will not have an opportunity to enter the house again to search." Several people went silent at the same time.

This was really the only way to go for now.

The discussion should be ended here at this point.

Chad took Keira home and Keith switched shifts with Dr. Maximus to keep watch over Melissa.

When everyone had left and the living room was quiet, Malcolm carried Lyra up in his arms. His dark eyes looked ambitious and possessive.

"What are you doing? Put me down. I'm going to check on our babies on the fourth floor." She slapped his shoulder lightly.

Malcolm refused and insisted on carrying her to the bedroom, "Our babies are being watched by Sophia. They are probably asleep by now. Why do you need to disturb them? It's late at night. We should go to bed too." "We just sleep, no other things." Malcolm momentarily wrinkled his brows slightly, feeling a little aggrieved.

"Honey, I'm talking about sex version of taking a break. Besides, | helped you teach Shane a good lesson and give him a hard time today. Shouldn't | be rewarded for that?" Lyra let him carry her upstairs, raising her eyebrows gently.

"Really?" Malcolm rubbed the tip of her nose, "It's true. How dare | cheat my wife?" Lyra was interested in that, "Then tell me everything about the process." "Yes, boss." Malcolm smiled lustfully as he walked upstairs, while articulating in a methodical manner.

"I took an ashtray and a teacup and broke the skin on his forehead." Lyra furrowed her eyebrows, "That's it? Just broken skin? No blood?" He knew what bad ideas she had and his voice sounded doting, "When | strike, there is blood absolutely. He was defeated.” Lyra smiled wickedly, thinking it interested, "And then what?" "Then | punished him with more than 500 push-ups, more than two hours of horse stance and thirty minutes of handstand ..." His voice was low and pleasant, and it ended abruptly as the room door was closed.

Even late at night, those shy and pleasant sounds were covered up.

The next morning.

Callahan Residence.

Timothy and Rebecca woke up early and waited in the dining room in a disciplined manner, not daring to be the first to eat until Shane arrived.

Shane came back late last night, and when he arrived homw, Timothy and Rebecca had long gone to bed. They didn't knew that he was punished at the National Investigation Bureau, and was carried back by his subordinates.

After a night's rest, Shane's strength recovered a lot, but his body was too sore and weak.

He hadn't received such heavy physical punishment in many years, and he had trouble getting down the stairs.

When Timothy and Rebecca, who were waiting in the dining room, saw Shane, the arrogant head of their family, being supported by the housekeeper and servants and coming downstairs with great difficulty, they were so shocked that their eyes widened.

Rebecca: "Shane, what's wrong with you? You git seriously injured yesterday?" Timothy also cared about him and asked, "Shane, if you really have trouble getting out of bed, let the servants send the food back to your room. Why bother going downstairs?" Shane wrinkled his eyebrows, lowered his face, and looked cold, but did not answer the two's questions.

The housekeeper answered for him, "Yesterday, | didn't know what was wrong with Mr. Malcolm. He poked holes and left Mr.

Shane in the office for the afternoon for corporal punishment. He almost tortured Mr. Shane to death.” "Oh my God. | feel sorry for that," Rebecca said softly.

Timothy kept his head down, hiding the delight in his eyes.

He was oppressed by Shane every day, and he never thought that in his lifetime, he would be able to see Shane being tortured and having difficulty even getting downstairs.

Somehow, instead of being a little worried, he was a little gleeful.

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