The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin)

Chapter 1071 Be Blinded

In her light words, there was always a hint of jealous sarcasm that made Mavis feel uncomfortable. The little bit of good feeling she had just established vanished in an instant.

This scumbag, he was handsome when he didn't speak, but as soon as he opened his mouth, it was like being pricked by a hedgehog - very painful.

He was still the same old Anthony - considerate and domesticated? All fake.

"This is my business," she said with an underlying tone that meant "none of your damn business."

Anthony sneered coldly and took a sip of his black coffee which tasted even more bitter than before. For a moment, the only sound at the dining table was the clinking of silverware against porcelain plates and the atmosphere became somewhat tense.

Alistair ate with his cheeks puffed up and shiny blue eyes glancing at his dad on one side and mom across from him without noticing anything amiss. He curiously asked, "Foreign men? Which uncle is it? Do I know him?"

"Alistair, you don't know him yet. He's my work partner abroad named Moore who has an especially good personality and sunny disposition. If we have the chance in future, I'll introduce you to him." Alistair blinked innocently with long eyelashes saying, "Is he your good friend?"

"Yes, a very good friend," replied Mavis gently patting Alistair's head.

Beside them, Anthony furrowed his handsome eyebrows tightly while deep emotions were hidden within those eyes. He urged Alistair to hurry up eating breakfast so he could go to kindergarten afterwards. "Oh..." Alistair said hesitantly as if suppressing anger while sticking out his little tongue slightly adding, "Daddy, you're really fierce sometimes."

Ten minutes later...

The three finished their breakfast in silence.

Mavis went to wash dishes voluntarily while Anthony squatted down to tidy up Alistair's sleeves saying, "The driver is waiting downstairs already. You go first then wait for me inside the car because I'll come over after five minutes."

Alistair understood immediately, asking excitedly, "Do you want to talk secretly with Mommy?"

Anthony nodded affirmatively.

"Okay!"

He had a considerate expression, deliberately pretending to be a little adult, and patted Anthony on the shoulder, "Daddy, go for it. I don't want Aunt Bryleigh. Hurry up and win Mommy's heart back." Anthony gave a rare nod.

He looked pleased like never before almost bouncing out from the apartment building.

In kitchen area, Mavis continued washing dishes alone.

There was a sudden numbness in her waist, and it was Anthony who suddenly wrapped her waist from behind and deliberately blew into her sensitive ears.

Warm breath sprayed onto her skin, tickling and causing Mavis's heart to tremble.

"What are you going crazy for?"

Anthony rasped in a low voice and asked in her ear, "Are you living together with that Moore?"

She remained silent and continued washing the dishes.

"Has he ever hugged you like this? How many times has he hugged you? Have you..." Slept together?

It was really inexplicable.

She couldn't be bothered and said, "Mr. Callahan, I think you should focus more on our divorce issues going forward rather than my personal affairs."

"Before divorce is confirmed, our marriage relationship is protected by law. I cannot ask about what you call personal affairs?"

She fell silent.

"Why didn't you tell our son the truth just now? That Moore is your boyfriend abroad, and you found him a cheap stepfather. You don't even have the courage to tell the truth?" She felt unhappy and prickly in her heart when she heard it.

With the palm still stained with detergent foam, she slapped away Anthony's hand wrapped around her waist, and slapped the back of his hand mercilessly.

"I did not lie to him. Moore and I are just work partners and friends. Believe it or not, it's up to you."

Anthony took two steps back and lazily leaned against the cabinet, grabbing a tissue to wipe off the foam on the back of his hand.

"I have checked and found that Moore has been by your side since you registered a company in Bostrain. For a full five years, are you sure nothing happened between you two?"

He sneered and continued, "Besides, how could there be pure friendship between men and women? Even if you have no intention towards him, he may not be pure either. Do you think I would believe the explanation of being good friends?"

"Yeah, there can never be pure friendship between men and women, so what about you and Jaqueline? What about you and Bryleigh? What about you and Lyra in the past? You have too many relationship past. Suham is like your little sister everywhere. Even if I really have a 'brother', it seems reasonable, right?"

Anthony's face quickly turned livid, and he stopped speaking.

"It's normal for wealthy couples to play separately. I don't care who you want to be with, but what right do you have to interfere with my affairs?"

After washing the last dish, she dried her hands and turned around to leave.

Anthony grabbed her wrist and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Go to take my son to kindergarten."

With a cold expression, Anthony let go of her, "No, you are not allowed to see Alistair again until you resolve the messy relationship with that Moore." "Anthony! You're being unreasonable!"

He left the apartment with a gloomy and arrogant expression, not looking back and moving as fast as a gust of wind.

Mavis followed closely behind, and as soon as she reached the bottom of the apartment building, she heard the engine of the luxury car revving up. The Callahan family's Rolls-Royce zoomed past her without giving her any chance to get in.

She watched the taillights of the luxury car disappear into the distance, and her anger boiled inside.

Unpredictable and autocratic, he was like a tyrant.

Still he had a problem with his brain.

She was really blinded by her own bias and couldn't see clearly to think he was the perfect husband in other people's eyes.

Five years ago, when she was pregnant with a child, she was choked, imprisoned, controlled, and abused by him. When she was almost in labor, he went to accompany other woman.

She had suffered enough losses in the past and she will definitely not make the same mistake again!

This marriage must be divorced!

She sighed and was about to return to her apartment when her phone suddenly rang.

This was an unknown phone number, but the area code showed it belonged to Suham of Crana.

"Hello?"

A soft and delicate woman's voice quickly came through the phone, "Hello Miss Parker, we met once before at Alistair's kindergarten. Do you remember?"

"I don't remember."

Bryleigh chuckled awkwardly and said, "It's okay, as long as I remember you. I'm Bryleigh Padilla, the future Mrs. Callahan. Are you free today? Let's chat."

One hour later.

Bizz Buzz Cafe.

Mavis found the corresponding soft seat in a coffee shop private room according to the address on the text message.

The woman on the soft seat exuded an air of superiority, with her facial features visible beneath the sunglasses indicating that she was beautiful. She wore high heels, wide-leg pants, a slim-fit short-sleeved shirt in military green, and exuded a strong and confident aura.

Mavis naturally walked over and took a seat opposite the woman.

"Juice, milk tea or coffee?" Bryleigh asked.

"A glass of plain water."

Bryleigh smiled and beckoned a waiter over, ordering two glasses of plain water.

"Don't you have anything you want to ask me?"

Mavis said in a cold tone, "I don't need to ask. You'll just tell me yourself."

Bryleigh covered her mouth and laughed, admiringly staring at her. "I really like people who speak their minds. If we weren't rivals, maybe we could have been good friends."

"I don't have time to make friends. Just say it straight."

Bryleigh didn't hold back and said, "Miss Parker, although I don't know what happened between you and Anthony, since you already chose to give up the wealthy days of the Callahan family in the past, you shouldn't have come back this time."