After divorce I am a billionaire

Chapter 1081 He Stood Up and Went to Pick Moore Up Anthony looked sideways and narrowed his eyes, "Once the nMoore appears on the news network, no matter who do it, | will blyou for it." "Anthony!" The engine of the luxury car roared like a wild beast, as fierce as his temper, and the car quickly sped away from the garage.

"Anthony!" Bryleigh could only stare at the taillights of the luxury car, powerless and furious, "I really want to snatch the entire Callahan family, and then trample you under my feet, making you cry and beg me, and regret ignoringnow!" She took a deep breath, calmed down her intense emotions, and elegantly adjusted her hair behind her ear.

"It's okay, as long as Mavis doesn't change her mind about the divorce, there is still a chance," she snorted coldly and arrogantly left the parking lot.

1:55 PM.

There were five minutes left until the appointed time.

The van that Mavis bought earlier had to be sent for maintenance, so she had to take a taxi.

In the taxi, she was watching the tclosely. "Sir, could you please drive faster? I'm in a hurry." "Okay." Harvey was sitting next to her, reviewing the drafted divorce agreement.

Noticing her nervousness, Harvey did not forget to reassure her, "Miss Parker, don't worry. No matter how skilled the opposing lawyer is, | am here to handle it." Feeling his goodwill, she felt her heart warm up and nodded in agreement.

Two o'clock in the afternoon.

The taxi stopped outside the Callahan Residence, arriving on time.

The timing was just right.

Butler Saul happened to walk out of the villa and saw Mavis getting off the car from afar.

"Mrs. Callahan?!" Saul was pleasantly surprised, "You actually cback. That's great! I'll go call madam right away!" "Hey, Saul, you don't have to go," Mavis tried to stop him, but Saul had already run back and didn't hear her speak.

Next to him, Harvey clicked his tongue twice and said, "It seems that the Callahan family's elders are very fond of you and your family relationship should be good. Why do you insist on getting a divorce?" Mavis lowered her eyes without explanation.

Harvey knew his limits and did not ask any further questions.

Under the guidance of the Callahan Residence's bodyguard, the two entered the front yard garden. As they reached the entrance hall of the villa, they saw Paloma hobbling down the stairs with her cane in a hurry.

"Mavis, my good child." Mavis looked towards the direction of the stairs and her eyes immediately turned red.

After five years apart, Paloma appeared noticeably older than before.

Paloma smiled kindly and seemed indifferent, "As one grows older, their legs may becweak, but my body is still strong. You don't need to worry." "I'm sorry for causing you worry and inconvenience." She was filled with remorse and helped Paloma sit on the sofa.

"Why are you apologizing? It was clearly my stinky grandson who did the wrong thing. | understand you." Suddenly Anthony was mentioned, so Mavis was reminded of the business at hand. "By the way, Grandma, where is Anthony?" Paloma looked confused and exchanged a glance with Saul beside her, "Of course he went to work." Mavis's expression froze, "Has he not cback yet?" "He left early in the morning. Has been busy with who knows what lately, and he doesn't chuntil nightfall every night." Mavis sensed that something was wrong, "Did he not say what the would be htoday?" "No." Mavis didn't know what to say at the moment.

Anthony had always been punctual, but this the stood her up. Moreover, according to grandma's words, it seemed that Paloma was completely unaware of their plan to negotiate a divorce today.

What on earth was he up to? Paloma looked at Harvey beside her, then glanced at Mavis and asked suspiciously, "What's going on? Are you here today to specifically talk to Anthony about a divorce?" She hit the nail on the head, and Mavis didn't hide it either, "Yes, we had agreed on a specific time." Paloma said, "Perhaps there's traffic on the road or something delayed him. Have a cup of tea and wait for him. By the way, Alistair is in kindergarten now. Today it's just me, this old lady at home. If you don't mind, please stay withfor a while and chat." "Why would | mind? | never had grandparents since | was young, and ever since joining the family, | have always treated you as my own grandmother. Please don't dislike me." Paloma giggled incessantly, holding Mavis' hand and chatting away as if there was no one else around.

Suham Airport.

The plane landed on time.

Moore was tall and thin, with short brown curly hair. He wore a pair of sophisticated glasses, and had a high nose bridge with delicate features. He pulled his luggage and pushed the cart out of the airport passage.

The phone was still turned off, but he completely forgot to turn it on. He cout of the gate and looked around the airport.

He was trying to find that familiar slender figure from the crowds of people.

However, he did not see Mavis.

Did the scheduled message fail? Did Mavis not receive it? He only then remembered to take out his phone and turn it on.

Moore looked up inexplicably and saw several men in black suits standing in front of him, looking like bodyguards.

"Who are you?" he asked in not very fluent language spoken in Crana.

Kane put on a smile and said, "Mr. Moore Ulsens, am | right? When we found out about your trip to Suham at this time, Mrs.

Callahan specifically asked us to cpick you up." "Is Mrs. Callahan Mavis Parker?" Kane said, "Yes, Mrs. Callahan has spersonal matters to attend to and is unavailable, so she asked us to cand pick you up." Without waiting for Moore to say anything, Kane gave a nod to the bodyguards beside him and several people immediately respectfully grabbed his suitcase.

Their attitude was good, so Moore didn't think much of it.

It wasn't until Moore got on the car that he had tto look at his phone.

There was an unread text message in his phone, sent by Mavis.

The first few sentences were almost the sas what Kane said, but the latter ones...

Mavis said, "Moore, I'm sorry that | won't be able to pick you up at the airport at 2 pm this afternoon. | have to go to Callahan Residence to discuss my divorce with Anthony, which is crucial for me." "After you arrive at Suham Airport, take a taxi directly to Green Grove Apartment and look for the old landlady. | have already talked to her and she will give you the key to your accommodation. Wait forto finish things here and then | will cfind you." Two messages clearly arranged his whereabouts, and Moore suddenly realized as he looked at the bodyguards sitting on either side of him.

"Who are you? You were not arranged by Mavis." The bodyguards looked straight ahead, but nobody paid any attention to him.

"Get off! | want to get off!" His struggle had just begun, but it ended.

Kane was too lazy to talk nonsense, and the moment he gave them a look, one of the bodyguards slashed the back of Moore's head neatly with a hand knife.

Moore fainted on the spot.

The car eventually stopped at a hotel garage owned by the Callahan Group.

The bodyguards carried the fainting Moore, with Kane walking at the front.

As the electronic room card beeped, the door of Room 438 slowly opened.

In the room, a man sat with his back to the door in a seat next to the window. His silhouette was sharp and he was smoking.

The room was filled with low air pressure.

Kane respectfully said, "Mr. Callahan, what should | do with the man brought back? How about giving him a beating first?" Moore was thrown onto the carpet and didn't wake up.