Bryleigh never expected Anthony to confront her like this. And what did he mean by "just a quarrel"?
"Anthony, Mavis has made it to the news, and you still think it's just a marital quarrel?"
Anthony flicked his cigarette butt away, his face still icy cold. "If my wife doesn't listen to me, I'll naturally punish her. It's none of your business."
Bryleigh felt speechless and didn't understand. "Why are you protecting her? Just because she's your son's mother? When we get married, I can give you children too."
Anthony laughed with his thin-lipped smile. "Who do you think you are? Last time when Alistair was angry with you, I made it clear that he should stay away from you. Do I need to repeat myself?"
His every word was filled with coldness that made Bryleigh shudder involuntarily.
Of course she remembered what happened last time.
Halfway through their trip together in the car, Anthony had thrown her out and warned her not to come near Alistair again or even dream of taking Mrs. Callahan's place - something that would never happen.
But she couldn't accept not getting what she wanted.
"I don't believe that there isn't any feeling between us," Bryleigh said stubbornly. "Even though we haven't had an actual relationship yet, we've been comrades for many years now! Don't forget about the incident about Seldom Alford. If it weren't for me helping out then-"
Anthony sneered at her words, "You're becoming more shameless by the day! You did help me back then but after that incident Padilla Group received several millions contracts which helped your family tide over the economic crisis! Now are you trying to use our past favors as leverage?"
Bryleigh felt like there was a lump in her throat.
Helping him once wasn't enough for Anthony; She still couldn't say anything in front of him.
But what she wanted wasn't just those few contracts either.
She pretended to be coquettish as she fiddled with the edge of his desk. "Anthony... that's not what I meant."
"Get lost!" Anthony barked at her harshly while pointing towards the door, "Padilla Group is forbidden from interfering in any matters between Mavis and me anymore! If I catch wind of any misbehavior on your part again, then Padilla Group will have double its profits and return it to Callahan Group!"
"Anthony…"
"Whether you want to continue to be a rich lady, or Padilla Group goes bankrupt, the family property is sold, and you live in a slum, you choose."
He never joked about threats like these. Bryleigh's ingratiating smile disappeared instantly without another word before leaving dejectedly.
...
It was late into night now.
Mavis wore full gear covering up everything including hat and mask before leaving through Padilla Groups' employee exit quietly .
The reporters were so crazy that they surrounded her all night, and they were still guarding the gate, refusing to leave.
Mavis looked on with a sigh.
She was afraid the situation was the same over at Callahan Residence and Callahan Group building, wasn't it?
Ans she didn't know if this will affect the daily travel of Paloma, Rebecca and Timothy.
She was very sorry, but she had no other way at the moment.
With a sigh, she hailed a taxi on the street and returned to her small apartment.
The reporters did not know her current place of residence, so the apartment was still very safe.
Silence in the late night.
She went upstairs alone, and the only sound in the stairwell was the footsteps of her sneakers.
Returning to the apartment with ease, Mavis lowered her head and searched through her bag for the key.
There was a sudden sound of gloomy footsteps behind her, and in the next second, a pair of big hands covered her mouth from behind, and that brute force pulled her to the corner.
"Um um um!"
The voice-controlled light in the hallway turned on.
With her eyes widened in terror, she finally saw the face of the man in front of her.
It was Anthony.
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