A Divorce Make Me Rich

Just ten minutes ago, the Callahan Group website released a statement claiming that Mavis and Moore were related, with Moore being Mavis’s distant cousin from her mother’s side. If anyone tried to spread rumors about this, the Callahan Group will take legal action against all those who did so.

The affair allegations had been debunked since Mavis and Moore both had foreign citizenships and were not public figures. Moreover, since the Callahan Group had come forward to make this statement, it meant that Anthony was already aware of this matter beforehand. This PR move was almost foolproof.

It was just a minor incident that did not cause much impact on the Callahan Group due to their timely handling of it.

Mavis read through the news carefully and felt complicated emotions inside her.

Just ten minutes ago she was worried about whether Anthony would use this opportunity to attack her but she didn’t expect him to resolve things so quickly.NôvelDrama.Org content rights.

She couldn’t help but say, “Thank you. I will learn from my mistakes and won’t make such errors again.”

Behind her, Moore’s expression was also complicated as he asked, “Mavis, what does this news mean? Does it mean that if we appear in public in the future, I’ll have to be your cousin?”

Mavis turned around and said, “Isn’t that great? You can consider me your sister.”

Moore replied with a sullen expression but said nothing.

He didn’t want any sisters! If she became one, then he wouldn’t be able to marry her or else netizens’ sarcasm could drown him…

In contrast with his gloominess, Anthony seemed carefree.

He raised an eyebrow arrogantly as his cold expression hinted at something deeper as he reminded them both, “We’re only three days away from our scheduled divorce date. Are you ready?”

There was an implied meaning behind his words.

Mavis nodded cautiously saying, “Don’t worry; as long as you don’t mess things up on your end, then I’ll be there at civil affairs bureau on time.”

Anthony’s mood brightened slightly before being doused by another wave of discouragement when she called out after him,

“Wait!”

He stopped walking for a moment before turning back around with his usual aloofness asking sarcastically,

“Regretting?”

“No,” answered Mavis quickly before continuing excitedly,

“I wanted to ask if I could pick up Alistair after school today? He mentioned wanting me to cook barbecue potatoes for him again two days ago while also asking me if I could make another bracelet for him…”

Anthony’s handsome face darkened completely.

“No,” he said flatly while adding icily,

“It’s Friday tomorrow which means Alistair has tutoring classes.”

This time, he didn’t linger and walked away quickly, with a hint of impatience in his back view. Mavis noticed his change in mood and felt even more confused.

Why did it seem like he was changing his expression faster and faster? Just as she was thinking this, the landlady slowly walked down from upstairs while sighing, “What a good young man! He’s rich, handsome, efficient at work, doesn’t shirk responsibility when things go wrong. He’s really a man with great character. If he were to leave you now, you probably wouldn’t be able to find another one like him even if you searched high and low.” Anyone who wasn’t an idiot could tell that she was speaking for someone’s benefit. Mavis smiled awkwardly.

Although Moore didn’t understand what was being said, his face darkened and he felt extremely uncomfortable all over.

Downstairs at Green Grove Apartments:

Anthony left in a hurry and quickly returned to the car before slamming the door shut with force – as if taking out all of his anger on the poor car door.

“Drive back to the company,” he ordered sternly.

“Yes, Mr. Callahan.”

The luxury car started up and soon left this narrow street behind. The reporters had already been sent away after he helped her deal with such a big trouble; yet all she gave him was just a simple “thank you”? What an ungrateful woman! His eyes were gloomy; internally filled with resentment.

The atmosphere inside the car became oppressive due to Anthony’s presence alone; even Kane who sat beside him dared not breathe too loudly or speak out of turn.

In less than two minutes after leaving Green Grove Apartments behind them, Anthony’s phone rang – it was Bryleigh calling.

Anthony answered nonchalantly while Bryleigh sounded slightly nervous on her end, “Anthony… you know about Mavis’ situation with Moore being exposed, right?”

“I had nothing to do with it; there is no connection between me or my family regarding this matter whatsoever. I don’t even know where Mavis is staying currently, so there’s no way I could have sent anyone to spy on them. Can you believe me?”

“Don’t worry about that. Even if I have use my connections within Security Agency, I will definitely find out who is responsible for this behind-the-scenes operation.”

Anthony remained expressionless until she finished speaking before responding indifferently, “No need for that. I already know who did it.”

“What?! You found out so fast? Who did it then?” Bryleigh asked incredulously but Anthony couldn’t be bothered answering her any further as he hung up directly afterwards.

Kane occasionally glanced back at him from the front seat but seemed somewhat uneasy under Anthony’s gaze, which held no trace of warmth whatsoever.

“If Callahan Group Public Relations handles things too slowly this time around, it might cause some significant losses… Aren’t you afraid that things will spiral out of control eventually?” Kane spoke up hesitantly.

Anthony turned his head to look out the window, his expression dark. “This will be a good test of the Callahan Group’s PR department,” he said.

Kane hesitated before speaking. “But what if Mrs. Callahan finds out?”

Anthony remained expressionless. “She won’t.”

Kane pressed on, “You want her attention back on you, don’t you? You don’t want a divorce.”

Anthony didn’t respond.

Silence meant consent.

“It’s not as complicated as you think,” Kane continued. “Apologize and clear up any misunderstandings. If she still doesn’t come around, then shower her with persistence until she does. If you want to let Mrs. Callahan speak first, I’m afraid it will be difficult, and if you delay, the situation will only become worse for you.”

Anthony and Mavis had gone through many things along the way, and Kane had seen almost everything in his eyes, so his suggestions were also the most sincere.

Anthony lit another cigarette and exhaled smoke before asking, “How do I do that?”

“Money talks,” Kane replied bluntly. “Buy her bags, clothes, jewelry – whatever it takes to win her over.”

But Anthony shook his head seriously. “She’s not materialistic; otherwise she wouldn’t have signed a marriage contract without compensation in the first place.”

Kane was getting anxious for him now. “Boss! What should we do? There are only three days left until your appointment with Mrs. Callahan but she still seems determined to divorce.”

Compared to Anthony who sat calmly in the back seat smoking cigarettes, Kane seemed more worried than him.

“It’s still early,” Anthony said quietly while exhaling smoke from between his fingers like wisps of fog in the air. “There will always be better ways.”

If necessary he could resort to drastic measures – it was direct and something he preferred anyway.