The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin)

Chapter 909 Unable To Attend The Entrance Ceremony

Chapter 909 Unable to attend the entrance ceremony

After looking outside the door for a while, Lyra and Malcolm left.

On the way back, Molly sat in Lyra's arms, holding the kitten tightly, worried.

When they were almost home, Molly pursed her mouth and said, "Mommy, shouldn't my brother come

to this event today? If my brother doesn't come, nothing will happen."

Molly, who was sensible, took all these things on her own shoulder, and her brother would not faint if he

had classes at home.

Hearing her daughter's words, Lyra hugged her tightly and put it on her hair to comfort her, "It's not like

that. Spencer is just not in good health today, and it has nothing to do with you. Let's wait for Spencer

to recover before taking him home."

"Um."

Back home, the atmosphere suddenly became a little depressed.

Originally, today was supposed to be a happy day, but they didn't expect that everyone didn't have a

smile on their faces.

Just then, the cell phone in Lyra's bag rang suddenly.

She took out her phone distractedly, and didn't want to deal with any business now.

Unexpectedly, the caller was Anthony.

The phone kept vibrating, and Lyra picked it up.

"Is there something wrong?"

The tone was obviously indifferent.

Anthony was taken aback, trying to keep his tone as soft as possible.

"Rara , I... I already know about Spencer fainting and being sent to the lab again, sorry..."

Lyra frowned annoyedly, "You didn't do anything to me. And it's useless to apologize to me."

Anthony on the other end of the phone sighed, "I'm sorry for Spencer. It's my fault, and I will try my best

to make it up to him, even if he wants my life."

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"If there is no other things, I will hang up."

...

The phone was forced to hang up, and Anthony looked at the cell phone, and his blue enchanting eyes

were dejected

Distraught, he smoked a few cigarettes, which made him cough uncontrollably.

Zack came in from the outside and saw Anthony coughing violently, so he hurried over and opened the

window.

"Mr. Callahan, you... you can't smoke like this. Your body won't be able to bear it if you continue like

this."

"Go out."

"..."

Anthony's tone was cold. Zack didn't dare continue, so he left obediently, and took out the less

important documents on the table by the way.

These days, Anthony lived in the company every night.

Mavis couldn't come to work because of her health, and they hadn't seen each other for many days.

Anthony stood by the window, overlooking the city.

The streets were full of traffic, and people were hurriedly walking on the road, with joy and sadness on

their faces.

He wanted to go to the laboratory to have a look at Spencer, but Spencer didn't want to see him, and

he was afraid that if he went there, Spencer would be unhappy.

But…

That kid really liked Mavis ...

That was it.

Putting all idle thoughts out of his mind, Anthony sat back in the chair and continued to deal with the

business.

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A week later.

The virokine remaining in Spencer's body was finally controlled, and he became energetic.

He was sitting by the bed doing arithmetic problems, which were the junior high school Mathematical

Olympiads sent by Malcolm.

Just as he was concentrating on solving the problem, the door of the ward was pushed open, and then

a small pink figure rushed over.

Knowing Spencer wasn't fully recovered, Molly just pounced onto his bed.

Seeing that the infusion tube was still inserted in his hand, Molly immediately lay down beside his hand

and blew.

"I blow it. And you will feel better."

"I don't hurt."

After long-term infusion, Spencer had long been accustomed to this pain, and his little arm was also

numb.

Lyra and Malcolm were talking to Jimmy outside the door. Molly took the tablet and showed him the

video of playing with Murphy that had been filmed.

"Spencer, little Murphy is so smart. Although he is only two months old, he already knows how to shake

hands and sit. I taught him. You see, he still uses cat litter now, but every time he poops, it stinks."

Molly enthusiastically introduced everything about Murphy at home.

The two adults walked in and felt relieved to see the two children talking together on the bed.

Lyra stepped forward and asked carefully, "Spencer, is there any discomfort in your body? Does your

heart still hurt?"

Spencer shook his head, "Don't worry, Mommy. It's not uncomfortable anymore. Uncle Yeager said that

I can leave here after one more day of infusion."

The place was full of the smell of disinfectant, which he didn't like at all.

He still liked to live in Lyre Spiti. Even if his tutor was very strict, he didn't want to stay here for infusion.

"Spencer, Mommy is getting us enrolled in primary school. We can go to school together when the

school starts next year."

Molly was looking forward to the day when she can go to school with her brother.

In this way, she can do whatever she wanted in the class. Anyway, she had the protection of her

brother.

Spencer keenly saw Lyra's slightly frowning brows, "Mommy, is there something wrong?"

He can't go to school anymore?

Lyra looked embarrassed and didn't speak.

Malcolm behind her said, "Spencer, there is an entrance ceremony over there, but your current

physical condition should not allow it."

The school he signed up for was a noble school.

The children who can go to school here were either rich or noble, but this school also had an unwritten

rule that no wealth or influence was counted here.

Even if the leader's son went to school here, he must abide by the school's regulations and must not

use any means to achieve his goal.

All children from wealthy families will be treated equally as long as they entered that school.

There was a mirror next to the bed, and Spencer saw himself reflected in the mirror.

His face was pale, and his lips were bloodless.

Although the virokine in his body was under control, he was still very weak, and his heart would ache

from time to time.

He tried to get out of bed and walk, but he felt tired before he could take a few steps.

The entrance ceremony was not just as simple as participating. There were some activities that must

be attended. But, his body...

Furthermore, the time of the entrance ceremony should have been set long ago, and it will not change

because of anyone.

After being silent for a while, Spencer suddenly raised his head and looked at Malcolm with firm eyes,

"Daddy, I'm going to school."

He had already missed kindergarten and didn't want to lose the primary school experience.

Seeing the light in her son's eyes, Lyra was very distressed, and sat on the bed to comfort him, "Uncle

Yeager said, your body is recovering well, but you need to continue the infusion for a few more days

before the body can fully recover."

She can understand her son's mood, but for the sake of his body, she can't take risks.

Everything was not as important as his health.