After divorce I am a billionaire

Chapter 1080 The Party at Fault in Marriage "In theory, of course it is possible, but it depends on whether Mr. Callahan agree or not." Mavis was not speaking anymore.

That scumbag was unpredictable in his moods, and she can't quite figure out his temperament. However, she can still try to negotiate with him when the tcame.

Harvey carefully sorted through all the information he had collected so far, and compiled it into a book. He let out a sigh and looked puzzled as he reviewed it again.

"To be honest, if Mr. Callahan is also very determined about custody, your chances of winning are not ideal because you have not been involved in Alistair's upbringing for the past five years and lack experience in raising children." "In terms of assets, you cannot compare to the financial strength of Callahan Group. Their representative lawyer is also one of the top elites in the industry. This lawsuit will not be easy to win and you are at a clear disadvantage." "It would be best if you could providewith more favorable evidence that could make Mr. Callahan becthe party at fault for divorce due to serious events that affect the child's well-being, which would help your case for custody...

"Okay, letthink of it again." Mavis took a trip to the restroom halfway through and was still pondering Harvey's words upon her return.

There had been too many ups and downs between her and Anthony. Jaqueline, who was involved in a lot of mischief in the middle, was the reason for the current situation.

But she didn't have any evidence to prove that Anthony was unfaithful in their marriage, and it'd been five years. Even if she wanted to investigate what happened back then, it would be difficult to find any substantial evidence.

What should she do? She leaned her hands on the sink, looking up at herself in the mirror with a sense of helplessness.

She didn't sleep well last night, so she was not feeling very good today. She looked a bit haggard.

Ring ring- Just as she was thinking, the phone in her bag rang.

She took out her phone and saw a text message from Moore.

[Mavis, | have seen the international news about you and Anthony. Because | am so worried that you might be hurt, | cto Crana without permission. Please forgive me. By the tyou receive this timed message, | should already be on an international flight and will arrive at Crana's Suham Airport in one hour via Gate 11. Will you come?] After reading this message, Mavis was confused.

Did Moore cto Crana? How could he cover without even telling her in advance? Mavis quickly checked the tand it was one o'clock in the afternoon. Moore's plane was scheduled to land at exactly two o'clock.

She and Anthony scheduled their divorce talk for 2:00 pm in the afternoon.

Just at this moment, he flew over. Was he here to make things worse? She rubbed her forehead, feeling a bit of a headache from the situation, and quickly called Moore.

However, during the international call, the gentle female voice indicated that Moore's phone had switched off.

Sure enough, he was on the plane...

What to do? Moore, a native of Bostrain, had never left the country before and was unfamiliar with Crana. It seemed impolite not to pick him up since he had call this way for her. However, dealing with Anthony's side of things was proving to be quite tricky.

She had no choice but to call Anthony.

The phone rang for only one second before he answered it; Mavis wasn't prepared yet.

"What is it?" His deep voice asked calmly and coldly as usual.

"Um... Can we postpone or reschedule today's negotiation time? You can decide on the time." Mavis said hesitantly.

There was silence on Anthony's end for several seconds; his tone didn't reveal any emotions.

"You're not someone who likes last-minute changes. Are you trying to back out? Playing games with me?" He questioned sternly.

"No, | have something urgent that needs my attention. Can we delay it by an hour? I'll definitely be there at three." Mavis pleaded desperately.

Anthony remained unmoved. "Impossible! My tis precious and my schedule is full. If you don't show up by two o'clock sharp, then consider yourself disqualified from negotiating with me." "But | really..." The line went dead as Anthony hung up mercilessly without letting her finish her sentence.

Mavis sighed helplessly; this man was so heartless towards her that all his principles and rules seemed aimed solely at her - how unfair! Meanwhile, in Callahan Group's CEO office...

Zack silently watched as his boss hung up the phone without changing expression while he was holding onto Anthony's weekly schedule planner sheet in his hand "Mr. Callahan," Zack spoke cautiously, "You've already moved simportant dinners and meetings scheduled today until tomorrow afternoon so you have free tthroughout this whole afternoon..." Before Zack could finish speaking though, he received a cold glare from Anthony, which made him freeze mid-sentence.

"I'm just talking nonsense here," Zack quickly corrected himself. "Mrs. Callahan must regret filing for divorce now so you're giving her an opportunity to save face. | understand." Anthony's expression returned back to normal after hearing what Zack said while checking his watch - it read 1:15 pm - only forty- five minutes until their negotiation meeting began.

He adjusted his suit cuffs elegantly then stood up gracefully before walking outside of the office. casually saying. "Pick any lawyer from our legal department and bring him along within half an hour or so over to Callahan Residence." "Understood." Zack realized that he planned on driving hhimself soon after giving orders like these, so he quickly bowed down, respectfully saying, "Take care, sir." "Hmm." Anthony was on his way to the parking garage of the building when he saw a tall and elegant woman approaching him. It was Bryleigh.

As soon as he recognized her, Anthony frowned and showed his disgust. "Didn't you understand my warning yesterday?" he asked coldly.

Bryleigh smiled coyly. "Yesterday, you only said that | couldn't get involved in your divorce proceedings, but you didn't say | couldn't csee you." Anthony ignored her and continued walking towards his car without stopping to look at her.

She hurried after him. "Anthony, | heard snews today that | thought might interest you. Don't you want to know what it is?" Anthony remained silent with no interest showing on his face.

"It's about Mavis' man overseas," she continued eagerly. "Don't tellthat doesn't pique your curiosity?" Anthony stopped in his tracks and turned halfway around to stare at her intently.

With pride evident in her voice, Bryleigh explained further, "I'm retired now but still have connections within Security Agency. Since your incident with Mavis cout in the international news, I've them to keep an eye out for this guy named Moore. He's been seen flying into Crana today. Probably because he saw the international news about your divorce with Mavis, he ran over impatiently to declare his sovereignty." Anthony frowned when he heard that, his jaw line was tense, and his blue eyes were too deep to see through the light.

"What time?" Bryleigh looked at her phone, "If the plane is not late, it will arrive around two o'clock this afternoon. Do you think Mavis will pick him up? Given their relationship, will Mavis let that man live with her? Anthony, | can't believe that someone like you would be so indifferent while watching Mavis cheat on you." Although Anthony didn't say anything aloud, anger began boiling inside of him as evidenced by the intensity of his gaze which grew even darker than before.

In the end though, he said nothing more but simply resumed walking towards his luxury car without looking back again or acknowledging Bryleigh's presence any further.

But she quickly caught up with him again and blocked the door from opening before making a suggestion, "This is a golden opportunity! If the media can get pictures of Mavis meeting Moore alone, then we can prove she cheated first! You'll becan innocent victim while tarnishing her reputation forevermore. That's the best revenge for her betrayal, isn't it?" She leaned closer until almost touching Anthony's vehicle while wearing bright red lipstick.

However, Anthony's expression grew colder as he swiftly reached out and grabbed her by the neck, mercilessly throwing her aside.

"Anthony," she stumbled back several steps, relying on her martial arts skills to regain her balance. She was a little annoyed at being ignored. "Don't you see it yet? I'm the woman who's willing to be unconditionally good to you."