After divorce I am a billionaire

Anthony: "Okay, I'll be quick and not make it difficult for you." He turned around and went inside the secret interrogation room again.

Guided by two soldiers, they walked through the long corridor to the door where Shane was being held.

The iron door was opened. The first thing that cinto view was red color. Shane was covered in blood, pale, and dripping with cold sweat. His hands were hanging backwards to an iron hook on the roof. This was the National Investigation Bureau's usual means of torment.

He had known Shane for so long. Shane always looked proud to be unbeatable. It was the first tfor Anthony to see him be miserable in this way.

To say he was not happy was a lie.

After all, Anthony never felt like he, himself was a good guy.

Hearing the sound of clear footsteps, Shane lifted his eyes with difficulty and snorted softly with his weak voice, "I guessed you'd come. Anthony, did you think you'd won?" Anthony laughed and did not hide his feelings, "It's rare to see you suffer. How can | not see it with my own eyes? But | haven't won yet, you've lost first." Shane's eyes looked weak, which gradually becsharp, glancing at him coldly.

"You can be proud of yourself. You're not the only candidate. Timothy is a bit of a coward, but if the patriarch position of Callahan family is to give you, the illegitimate son, he will stand out.” Anthony did not care much but tried to remember how miserable he was now little by little.

"When | was seven, because you and | both liked scertain food, Caitlin thought | was stealing yours and deliberately knocked over the soup and spilled it on my arm.” "When | was eight years old, because | took one of your pens, while dad was away, Caitlin hit my palms for fifty times. My palm was swollen and | could not hold a pen for three days." "When | was twelve, | cto you to borrow one of your ponies to play with Rara. Caitlin falsely accusedof stealing your horse. You didn't stand up forto clear it up, so | ended up being dragged to the hall and smacked for a hundred times by the cane. | was so painful that | couldn't walk for seven days." Shane listened quietly, looking at him inexplicably askance.

Being ironic, he continued, "After dad died, you, the elder brother and | vied for power. You took advantage of big brother's economic mistake, sent him to jail, and deliberately let speople torture him, causing him to commit suicide after mental problems. You used his position to transferaway. When | returned, you seizes a small mistake, pulledto the hall to beat me." "And not long ago, because of the penthouse key, you once again beatand broke two canes.” "Shane, you should remember all of these things." He said lightly. His fingers reached for Shane's chest, where there were wounds caused by canes, and touched his wounds.

Shane frowned at the pain, easing the pain before snorting in mockery, "You really do bear these grudges. They're all trivial but you can remember them so clearly." "Because this is no trivial matter to me. Caitlin only bulliedwhen | was a child. And you oppressedwith her for so many years. Now that she's dead. It's finally my turn to get a little revenge on the son she loved the most." Shane narrowed his eyes, and was keen to hear a hint of ill will in his words.

"What do you want to do?" Anthony was smiling in an evil and ruthless way as always, "I heard you are bent on death. You want to be shot and refuse to say anything?" Shane didn't say anything but stared at him.

His smile was even more ruthless, and he deliberately leaned close to Shane's ear and said in a very low voice, "l want you to find it difficult to die, to suffer as much as the big brother did. And then, to go crazy. It must be very enjoyable.” "You bastard!" He ignored Shane's gnashing of teeth and laughed with reckless frenzy. His good-looking and blue eyes were morbid to the extreme.

As Chad finished his second cigarette, Anthony cout with eyes downcast and seemingly in a bad mood.

"What's wrong with you? He's all hung up. You can't even get bullied by him, can you?" asked Chad.

Anthony sighed, "Nothing, just a bit emotional. | never thought Shane is such a person, cruelly hurting his own mother in order to setup." Chad extinguished his cigarette and nodded approvingly, "In this world, there are too beasts in human faces. To know whether they are human or beasts, we have to peel away the hypocritical skins." "Hmm." Anthony responded and walked ahead, leaving the interrogation room, "Con. Back to the bureau to do the paperwork. Finally, I'l get a good sleep back at the Callahan Residence tonight." Chad leisurely followed him, "Indeed you can sleep well tonight. If | keep going out early and coming back at dusk, my girl can make a lot of noise." Anthony laughed, "You're in love?" "No, | just raise a kid. After all, she's so much younger than me. I'll wait for her." From Chad's words, it seemed he wanted to be in love.

Anthony: "That sounds good. You've been a bachelor for so many years and witnessed public display of affection from Malcolm and Rara. Finally, you have the intention of getting into a serious relationship." Chad looked at him oddly, "I've at least raised a girl at hnow. You're the bachelor. When are you going to have a relationship?" He didn't say anything but got into the car with a sullen look.

Chad followed him in the car and continued to say relentlessly, "Seriously, hurry to find a girlfriend for yourself. You are always single, and show up in front of Lyra. Even if my brother is not panicked, | will be panicked for him!" "You must behave yourself. Don't make smess again. Isn't good to be friends?" Anthony felt a little bit annoyed by him that his ears hurt, "I have my eyes on that young girl you're keeping at home. When do you introduce her to me? Then I'll be in a relationship quickly. " "Anthony Callahan!" Chad's pitch was high and he nearly went ballistic.

"Dare to rob my people? You have not experienced the beating for a long time. Do you miss it?" Anthony held back his laughter and the atmosphere in the car was harmonious.

These days, Melissa had been in the lab for treatment.

Since knowing the drug that was injected, Jimmy had been able to prescribe basically the right medication.

With the continuous treatment, Melissa's mental state was significantly better and she would occasionally say thank you to Keith, who had worked so hard to take care of her.

At lunchtime, Lyra cover to visit them.

Keith was lying on a small bed next to her, intending to take a nap while Melissa was also napping.

Lyra entered gingerly, sat on the edge of Melissa's bed, and watched her quietly for a moment.

It was obvious that she was such a kind and simple girl. Why she had to go through this torture? Moreover, it was her own brother who made all this.

Shane was really inhuman.

Her breath froze. The more she thought about it, the more upset she got with the intention of leaving quietly.

A pair of weak hands held her palm behind.

She turned around in surprise and saw that Melissa had woken up and was staring at her. Her eyes were tearful and she seemed to be moved.

"Melissa?" Melissa restrained herself from sobbing and said seriously, "Lyra, don't treatanymore. Forget about it if | can't be cured.

You're not from the orphanage anymore after all. You're spending so much money just for my illness. Your husband's family will be unhappy and will make things difficult for you if they know." Lyra was confused.

Keith slept lightly and woke up.

He heard Melissa these words. He and Lyra looked at each other perplexingly.

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