The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 1019

Chapter 1019 Be responsible

In the company, Zack had worked with Mavis the longest.
During that time, Mavis and Anthony had an awkward relationship, and he could see how badly they got along with.
Unexpectedly, Mavis' trip abroad turned out to be a farewell.
After a moment of regret, he coughed twice, reminding the group of employees who gathered to discuss.
"Although Mr. Callahan is not in the company, you should not be too slack. You all know Mr. Callahan's temperament. When he comes back, and if you can't produce the results he wants, wait to be criticized."
A group of people immediately silenced and scattered.
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Mavis' funeral was scheduled for seven days later.
It was the Callahan family's exclusive cemetery in Suham, and even her tablet was put into the Callahan family's ancestral hall.
The baby was babbling all day long, and was smiling when the nanny was feeding him, as if he didn't know what sad thing happened outside.
All of the Callahans took good care of him.
On the third day after returning from Delta Union, Anthony still didn't come out of the study, and even when the servant knocked on the door to ask him to eat, he didn't respond.
Paloma sensed that something was wrong, and was afraid that he would really be overwhelmed and die inside.
The bodyguards of the Callahan family forcibly broke open the door of the study, and the smell of alcohol came to the face, so strong that it was a bit pungent. Even when standing outside the corridor, they could smell it.
Empty wine bottles were strewn all over the carpet in a mess.
In the messy study room, Anthony was lying under the bookshelf in the corner. His red cheeks couldn't hide his haggardness and loneliness, and he was really like a walking dead.
The death of Mavis and the blood relationship of the baby hit him too hard, and he felt that he had committed a serious crime.
Especially when he returned to Callahan Residence, Mavis had been with him day and night for nearly a year in this house, and Mavis's shadow could be seen in almost every corner of the study.
The familiar environment made Anthony even more collapsed, so he could only use alcohol to numb himself.
Paloma was angry and distressed when she saw his appearance.
Rebecca was also distressed. After all, he was her brother. He had not eaten for a few days but had been drinking. Even though he was strong, he can't bear it.
"Anthony..."
She had tears in her eyes, but she couldn't bear it after all, and wanted to go forward to coax Anthony, but was stopped by Paloma.
Paloma cast a stern look, "Look at him now. Does he seem to be able to listen to advice?"
Rebecca cried. "I can't just watch him torture himself like this. Mavis is gone. If Anthony is gone, the little baby is too pitiful."
Paloma sighed and turned to tell the bodyguard, "Go get a basin of cold water."
The bodyguard went to do it immediately, and brought a basin of water within a few minutes.
Paloma pointed at Anthony sternly, "Splash him."
The bodyguard was frightened, stepped forward tentatively, met the affirmative gaze of Paloma, and pointed the basin at Anthony.
Clatter--
Cold water was poured down on his head, and his whole body was soaked in an instant, and it was terribly piercing.
Anthony, who was dazed, choked and coughed from the cold water, and shivered unavoidably.
He opened his tired blue eyes and finally woke up.
When he was staring blankly at Paloma, his voice was so hoarse that he could hardly utter, "Grandma?"
"You still know that I am your grandma. You're finally sober?"
Anthony wiped the water stains on his face and lowered his head, not talking.
Paloma said, "It's been a few days since you came back. You don't take care of your own son, but just hide in the study and drink and escape. Are you a competent father?"
Anthony listened to her reprimand without saying a word.
"It's been a few days since the baby was born, but you haven't even given him a name. He can't register his household registration, and you don't know how to handle Mavis's funeral. Anthony, if you really feel guilty, you should handle these things properly instead of hiding here and numbing yourself. Do you understand?"
Just sober, Anthony's mind was clearer than at any time in the past few days.
Paloma's words made sense, and he couldn't refute.
"Yes, you're right. It's my fault."
Paloma sighed, "It's good that you know it. Get up quickly. I will leave all the things I told you to you to handle. This time, no bodyguards and assistants are allowed to help you. Even if it is for the baby's registration, you have to do it yourself. It can be regarded as a lesson for you."
"Yes."
Anthony's face was pale. He was more submissive than ever, and those hurt blue eyes couldn't let people see what was in his heart.
But he was finally willing to eat. Paloma and Rebecca breathed a sigh of relief.
Anthony was more careful than ever about the baby's name.
Various dictionaries and words were checked one by one, and finally the baby's name was determined.
Alis Callahan.
It was taken from Mavis' name.
Paloma was quite satisfied with the name, shaking the rattle and calling Alis all day long.
In addition, Mavis's funeral was originally arranged similarly, and Anthony only needed to personally supervise the whole process.
For several days in a row, he ate on time and was busy with Mavis's funeral. Except that he spoke less, he seemed to be no different from his previous state.
Paloma and Rebecca both breathed a sigh of relief, thinking he had figured it out.
Unexpectedly, on the night of the funeral, Anthony fainted.
The high fever persisted and he was unconscious.
It was only when he was sent to the hospital that they found out that his stomach had something wrong with drinking.
Paloma was so angry, but there was nothing she can do about it.
Anthony had to hold on for a few days because of the baby's household registration and Mavis's funeral.
As soon as Mavis's funeral was over, he returned to his original state of depression, and his illness returned repeatedly, so he was unable to leave the hospital for many days.
After nearly a week, Paloma couldn't take it anymore, and made a move.
She went to the hospital with Alis in her arms, and the bodyguards followed behind with the bags which contained the baby's stuffs.
A group of people were menacing.
The door to Anthony's ward was kicked open.
Not wanting Anthony to be sad for a few seconds, Paloma directly stuffed the baby Alis into his arms.
"Look at your son. He didn't have a mother, but he has a father. But it's the same as not having a father. He also knows that he is pitiful. He keeps crying all day long, and my ears are going to have phonism."
"I'm old. I don't care. But you have to be responsible for your son. Anthony, I've already fired the nanny, and I brought you Alis' things. You will take care of Alis by yourself in the future, and find a way to feed the baby yourself. And figure it out how to change diapers."
"Being a father is not so easy. You can just read books and learn online if you don't know how to do."
"Also, the baby is too young. If you continue smoking and drinking, and want to let the baby suffer from illness at such a young age, then you can continue!"
Paloma glared at him angrily. Seeing the helpless look in his eyes when he was holding the baby, she was reluctant not to carry the baby back.
"You are no longer a good husband, but I hope you are at least a qualified father!"
After saying these words earnestly, Paloma turned and left.
A group of bodyguards put all Alis' things into the ward, and followed Paloma out, leaving behind Anthony who was still holding the baby with a messy face.
The door of the ward was slammed shut. Paloma couldn't calm down any longer. She immediately held the door and asked the bodyguard in a low voice, "How is it? Has he responded?"