The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin) novel Chapter 898

Chapter 898 You know what you have done

"Come to my office."

It was the still indifferent yet familiar tone.

Before Mavis could speak, the phone was hung up.

Taking a few deep breaths, Mavis got up and walked towards his office.

Although their offices were only a few steps away, she walked very slowly today.

The office was so close but Mavis hesitated for a long time, and finally pushed open the door.

What caught her eyes was that he was wearing a black suit. His blue eyes were lightly closed, and he was seriously reviewing the documents, with a cigarette in one hand, and his brows were furrowed.

He had lost a lot of weight. He looked tired, and there were some stubbles on his chin that had just been shaved.

Holding a golden pen in his hand, he was writing something on the paper.

Mavis was standing by the door, waiting for his orders.

In the office, the familiar scent of aromatherapy was still lit, and the succulent plant on the table was also growing well.

It'd been a long time.

Anthony finally raised his head, rubbed his sore brows, and said coldly, "Why don't you talk?"

Hey?

Didn't he call her here? Why did he not speak instead?

There was already resentment in her heart, and coupled with this occasion, Mavis replied unceremoniously, "Mr. Callahan, you called me over. Don't you have something to say?"

Anthony adjusted his glasses, and said dully, "You always like to act first and seek permission therefor later. Now you dare not speak first?"

He still had a habit of shifting the responsibility to others.

Looking at his still extremely handsome face, Mavis couldn't help but think of his private contact with the girl in the fishing village, and the anger in her heart burned instantly.

"While I'm not around, your work will still be arranged as usual? Is it up to me? Besides, there are always people behind you who are making suggestions. If I'm here all the time, I will be in your way."

She was sneering and sarcastic. Her hands hanging by her sides were tightly clenched.

Listening to her eccentric words, Anthony exploded her pent-up anger.

"Then what was going through your mind when you were intimate with others? Is it really for work to go to Mofleunia? You know exactly what personal grievances it is for!"

Hearing this, Mavis' eyes widened in disbelief.

She was intimate with someone else?

When did that happen?

"Mr. Callahan, I have never done anything to offend our marriage agreement, and I will not use the reason of a business trip to contact irrelevant people. I have a clear conscience."

"Mr. Callahan, during the time I was away, didn't you contact the girl from that fishing village?!"

The girl in the fishing village had always been the sore point for her.

If she didn't ask today, maybe she won't be at ease all the time.

Even though she asked this question, she already had an answer.

Because Anthony was silent.

He just looked at her quietly without answering.

Silence was his best answer.

Mavis sneered, turned around and left the office without looking back. Her was back was decisive.

Looking at her determined back, Anthony stubbed out the cigarette in his hand.

Why did she lose her temper with him?

Didn't she and the man that day bow to each other, and talk intimately and happily?

Was she blaming him now?

On a large pile of documents piled up on the table, there were also text categories marked by Mavis. In his eyes, the beautiful small characters will only make him more irritated.