After divorce I am a billionaire

Mavis listened quietly by the side, and couldn't help but laugh.

Miss Rebecca of the Callahan family was a very cute young woman.

Seeing Dylan was speechless for a while, Mavis answered, "What men can do, we women can do it too. And what men can't do, we women can still do, such as having children." Rebecca looked at her again, and her eyes were filled with admiration.

"You're so fun. You look like me, no wonder Anthony likes to hide you in the room." She took a step forward and took the initiative to hold Mavis's wrist, "Anyway, Anthony hasn't cback yet. I'l take you to my rose garden. It's beautiful there. Cand pushon the swing." "What?" Mavis didn't know whether to refuse or agree. She was about to ask the butler next to her for help when Rebecca pulled her away and went to the backyard.

"Lettell you. Looking at the entire Crana, there are not many wealthy families that have a rose garden that | planted. | promise you will like that place too." As soon as the kindergarten was about to finish school, Anthony looked at his watch and immediately stopped his work. The file was saved and backed up in the computer. Then he turned it off in an orderly manner.

He picked up the suit jacket on the coat rack next to him, and instructed the special assistant outside the door, "I won't cto the company today. If there is an emergency, just call me. If it's not urgent, don't bother me." "Yes, Mr. Callahan." Anthony carried his suit jacket and entered the CEO elevator with a blank expression.

When the luxury car he personally drove arrived at the gate of the kindergarten, the kindergarten just finished school.

A group of cute and lovely children lined up to cout of the kindergarten.

There were many parents waiting at the door.

Anthony got out of the car. Because of his height, he could see a group of little kids led by a teacher from outside the crowd at a glance.

But today was different. He didn't see Molly.

He furrowed slightly and decisively stepped aside from the crowd and walked over, asking the teacher, "Where's Molly?" The teacher was stunned for a moment, and immediately responded, "You are the godfather who often comes to pick up Molly from school, right?" "It's me." "Molly had a fight with another child ten minutes ago. She cried so hard. The parents of that child have come. We are about to call Molly's parents. You cjust in time." Anthony frowned even more. "Where's Molly?" "In the infirmary, I'll take you there." Anthony's face froze. His fist clenched almost immediately.

Fighting, crying, infirmary...

These words strongly stimulated Anthony.

Molly may be injured.

Which kid fought with her? With a gloomy heart, he followed Serena, the teacher into the kindergarten without saying a word.

Before entering the infirmary, there was a lot of noise.

There was the cry of a kid, and a mature but sour female voice, arguing with the principal of the kindergarten.

"Look at how badly my child is hurt. If such a small child is disfigured, he will be ruined for the rest of his life." "This girl is very young. How can she be so cruel! | ask your kindergarten to let her drop out of school! Otherwise, our Cian will be transferred to another school!" "Cian's mother, calm down first. Fighting between children is inevitable. When her parents arrive, you can communicate. There is no need to drop out of school.” "Molly's parent is here!" As the principal shouted, the infirmary was much quieter.

Cian Gibson's mother, who had just been very imposing, was sitting in the chair with her hands folded. She snorted coldly, and before she could see the person, she rolled her eyes to show her respect.

"I want to see, what kind of parent can teach such a cruel child!" As soon as she finished speaking, Anthony followed Serena into the infirmary.

When Cian's mother saw Anthon 's face, her expression changed from disdain to shock.

He was so handsome...

She had only seen such a noble man like an exotic prince on TV before, but she didn't expect this man in front of her to be even more handsthan many stars on TV.

She stared at Anthony's face. Anthony didn't even glance at her but just walked around her and walked towards Molly who was sitting on a small bench.

"Are you injured? Where does it hurt?" Anthony crouched down and held Molly's delicate little hand to check if she was injured.

Molly grinned like a splendid elf, "No, I'm not weak. | never lose a fight." Anthony breathed a sigh of relief, kissed her small forehead lightly, and comforted his sweetheart, "It's good you didn't get hurt." Cian's mother coughed softly and said coquettishly, "You are Molly's father? Your daughter is too cruel. Look at what she did to my son. Look at the red marks on his face. This scratched wrist. What can | do if he's marred by a scar?" Anthony didn't refute, and he didn't have any superfluous expressions. He said coldly, "How much compensation do you want? Y ou can tell me, then shut up and drop out of this kindergarten." "What?" Cian's mother was stunned. "Your daughter hurt my Cian first. You are responsible for the loss. Compensation is due. Don't think that you are handsome, so you can be so arrogant. You actually want him to drop out of school. It's outrageous!” "Ms. Principal, what's your opinion? It's his daughter who should drop out of school, not my Cian!" Anthony's face was stern and he didn't speak.

This was Molly's fifth kindergarten in the past two years.

She didn't stay long in a few wealthy kindergartens before, and things would always happen, so Malcolm and Lyra tried to get Molly into an ordinary kindergarten.

Unexpectedly, it was Molly's naughty temperament that made things go wrong.

It was ridiculous that the parents of such a cheap kindergarten were very ill-bred, and it was easy to affect Molly in the bad way.

But... will Molly drop out of school again? If Malcolm knew that Molly was in a fight again, she would definitely be punished when she went back.

Anthony thought silently, while Cian's mother chattered.

Because Anthony was too handsome, Cian's mother talked and gradually softened her tone.

"...Actually, it's not impossible for us to reconcile. Children are ignorant, and fights are common. | don't have to force her to drop out of school. As long as your daughter apologizes to my Cian, and compensates for medical expenses and mental damage. The total is... " She lingered, calculating how much it would be better to let him pay, and gazing at Anthony's outfit.

The suit was well-cut. The shape was good, and the fabric was either expensive at first glance.

Alittle money should be fine.

"Well, since we two families are destined to meet each other, | don't want much. The compensation is only 100,000 dollars." "100,000 dollars!?" The first who was surprised was the principal.

For ordinary people, 100,000 was not too much, but not less as well.

Cian only had a simple little scratch that didn't cost that much, did it? Seeing that Anthony didn't speak and seemed to be thinking about whether the price was reasonable, Cian's mother also felt that the price was a bit too high. "Actually, | don't have to ask for 100,000 dollars. We can discuss the compensation step by step.” Anthony stroked Molly's little head, and his tone was indifferent, "300,000 dollars. In addition to the compensation, | buy your son out of school." Cian's mother was stunned.

The principal was dumbfounded.

Amidst all the astonished expressions, Molly frowned and tugged at Anthony's sleeve.

"Don't give her so much money. Cian deserves to be beaten. | don't apologize!" Anthony's eyes looked soft.

The principal approached Anthony, imitated his posture, squatted and asked coaxingly, "Then why you beat Cian ? Why do you think Cian deserves it?"