After divorce I am a billionaire

After a while, Anthony asked with self-doubt, "You... want to chase me?" The man scratched his head in embarrassment, smiled blankly, and his ears were all red.

This expression clearly showed that he had crush on him.

Anthony was speechless. How can he still meet a fool when he dresses up as a woman? With a gloomy face, he no longer deliberately made the delicate sound, but said in the magnetic and low voice to threaten him, "I think you are tired of living and want to be beaten. Immediately, get out!" The man was frightened by his voice and fell back, and was even more frightened by his aura.

Did he misjudge? Wasn't she a lady? "No... I'm sorry..." The man ran away, as if he had run into a ghost.

This time, the safe passage was quiet, and no one bothered Anthony to smoke again.

Anthony sat with his legs crossed, looked contemptuous and smoked.

With an unobstructed view of the bottom of the miniskirt, he snorted lightly, "I can stand up and taller than him, but he wants to chase me. What a son of b*tch." Molly spent the whole day in the lab with Spencer because of the kindergarten break.

When Lyra got off work, she cdirectly to pick up both kids. After finishing the toilet cleaning, Anthony left the lab.

He drove back to Callahan Residence.

Because of Chad's coercive order, he didn't change out of the women's clothes, and walked into the villa lazily rubbing the back of his sore neck.

The bodyguard at the door didn't see his face covered by the bangs wig, and stepped forward to stop him, "Miss, this is the Callahan Residence. You can't enter casually." Anthony slowly raised his eyes and glanced at him coldly.

The bodyguard froze, felt that this face was familiar, but he couldn't remember who she was.

There were only two hostess in Callahan Residence, Rebecca and Melissa who had moved out with her fiance since they got engaged.

This woman was not like them.

But this temperament was too terrifying.

"You...?" Anthony said calmly, "Look clearly, who am 1?" The bodyguard shook his head stupidly.

Anthony was speechless.

Dylan cover after realizing it, and saw the tall and sturdy lady maid at the door from the distance.

When he walked closer, he could see Anthony's unique blue eyes.

"Mr. Callahan? How do you dress like this?" He was fine when he went out this morning, but he changed into women's clothes when he cback? Dylan looked him up and down. Well, those long legs were pretty straight.

Hearing Dylan calling him to be Mr. Callahan, the bodyguard was startled and immediately got out of way.

Anthony had been busy all day and was too tired to pursue it, so he went into the villa.

Dylan followed him eagerly.

He asked casually, "How is htoday?" "Everything is normal.” Remembering that he promised Mavis that he would reveal her wife's identity at Callahan Residence, Anthony continued to ask, "How is the relation between Rebecca and Mavis recently? Are they compatible?" Dylan peeked at his outfit from tto time, and always thought it was weird to have such a sweet outfit and such a gruff voice.

"Miss Rebecca likes that maid, and often takes her to the Rose Promenade to the swing. You must know that the Rose Promenade is Miss Rebecca's treasure. She will not let anyone go in, let alone touch it. She really likes Mavis." Mavis was easy-going and looked like the kind of woman without aggression. Rebecca liked her, which was expected.

Anthony didn't show a special expression, and continued to arrange, "When Timothy comes back from work, let him wait in the lobby. Inform Rebecca to go downstairs in an hour, and Mavis. | have a big event to announce." Big event? Dylan followed in his footsteps into the lobby. "I heard Mavis seems to sweep the backyard all afternoon. | don't know if she's done now." Anthony stopped at his feet as he was about to go upstairs, and looked back at Dylan inexplicably, "She's the maid in my room.

Why do you let her go to the backyard?" "It's not me." Dylan saw that he was getting angry, and waved his hands again and again, "I went out all afternoon to work. | only cback half an hour ago." "The forewoman on the maid's side toldabout this, saying that Mavis was bored and asked to sweep the backyard herself, so | don't have to tell you." "I think she's the special maid in your room after all. | still have to tell you." Anthony frowned.

To hide from him? This didn't sound right.

"What's the nof the forewoman?" Dylan: "Pola. She just got promoted two days ago. She is a maid recommended by Mr. Patel, so | have always put her in the important position.” Anthony was sullen, did not speak, turned and went to the backyard.

Dylan hurriedly ran after him, "Mr. Callahan, do you want to change your clothes first? You are dressed like this..." Anthony stopped immediately, and Dylan nearly ran into him.

"What's wrong with this outfit?" Dylan smiled awkwardly, "It's so pretty.” Anthony withdrew his eyes, didn't even bother to pay attention to him, and walked quickly to the backyard.

Autumn was approaching, and there were many fallen leaves in the courtyard.

Because of the large area of the yard, Mavis swept alone for a long tand divided the fallen leaves into several small piles.

Sweeping the floor was a little tired, so she sat on a bench to rest and rubbed her waist.

Pola cagain with Lily.

While throwing melon seeds on the ground, Lily teased her, "Laze after doing so little work. You're really not a princess, but you think you have princess syndrome. What identity do you have? Which country do you cfrom? Village girl." Mavis stared at the melon seed husks on the ground with a serious expression.

Pola said, "I don't like you since a few days ago. Because of Mr. Callahan's injury, you clung to him all day long. Those who didn't know it thought you were the hostess of the Callahan family." Mavis said coldly, "I am Mr. Callahan's personal maid. He is ill, and | should take care of him. You use your position to makedo things, so you are not afraid Mr. Callahan will cback and know?" Pola snorted coldly and disdainfully, "I am now in charge of the assignment of the Callahans' maids. You are also a maid. Why can't | ask you to do things?" She folded her hands and walked to the piles of leaves with an evil expression, "Besides, you can't do such an easy job as sweeping the floor. When Mr. Callahan comes back, | will tell him first, you are squeamish, and you can't bear the hardship. I'll let him fire you." She raised her foot and kicked the pile of fallen leaves, which quickly spread out and covered the ground.

"Oh, I'm so sorry! | didn't see it clearly when | walked. Please sweep it again.” Pola said so, looking at Lily.

Lily immediately threw the uneaten melon seeds into the sky, making it difficult to clean up.

She took her mobile phone and checked the time, "It's already seven fifteen. Before seven thirty, the yard must be cleaned!" Mavis looked at the mess all over the ground, and her anger gradually rose, "Did | tell you before, don't mess with me?" Pola hummed and disdained that she had never been taught a lesson, "I'm the head of the maids. My salary is higher than yours, and my position is higher than yours. What can you do to me? If you feel that you can't stand this, then just resign yourself and get out." Mavis narrowed her eyes and stared at her, "I really can't stand this." The moment she finished her words, Mavis picked up a big broom and swung it hard.

Pola's back was hit hard, and she jumped to the side in pain.

"It was a one-sided beating. | never fought back from the beginning to the end. Lily was there to see it clearly. There are surveillance cameras in the yard. When Mr. Callahan comes back, | will sue you! You just wait and get out! Ouch!" The last scream cfrom the real pain.

It was not caused by Mavis’ broom, but by someone kicked from behind.

A huge force kicked her to the ground, and she fell on the ground.

"Who! Who dare to kick me!" Mavis and Lily looked behind Pola. It was Dylan.

And Anthony in a maid outfit ?