After divorce I am a billionaire

Chapter 1024 Can't bear to apologize to my son Sguilt emotions that had been sealed for nearly a year surged up again, and he lowered his dark eyes, suppressing the turmoil in his heart.

Lyra's eyes were not on him, but on little Alis.

She carefully put the jade pendant bracelet on Alis' left wrist, and asked softly, "Do you remember what your mother's nis?" Alis didn't know, but understood the word mother.

He shouted, "Mommy! Mommy!" Lyra smiled with eyebrows and eyes crooked, "Yes, it's mother. Your mother is Mavis." She pointed to the jade pendant again, "When you see this jade pendant, it's like seeing your mother, you know? Your mother will always be with you, in a place where you can't see, and pray for your health and happiness." Alis liked it very much, "Mommy~Aoah, mommy!" He was trying to say "lI love mommy".

Lyra understood, and stroked his little head, "Your mother also loves you very much." The activity ended successfully, and other Callahans followed to give little Alis a gift, and he was still sitting on the red carpet, accepting the gifts in a daze.

Rebecca gave him a little white fur jacket, put it on little Alis, and he instantly turned into a white dumpling.

Lyra looked at him for a while in relief, walked towards Anthony, and whispered, "Can you cwithalone? | have something private to tell you." Anthony nodded in agreement.

The two left the front yard one after the other and went to a quiet place.

Malcolm saw it clearly, his face was very dark, and he followed silently.

At the end of the quiet corridor, Anthony and Lyra stood opposite each other.

Anthony said, "What are you trying to say?" Lyra didn't hide it but got straight to the point, "I had a dream last night. | dreamed of Mavis. | don't know if it's because of Alis' birthday party, so she appeared in my dream and made a request." Anthony's long eyelashes trembled slightly, his cheeks were pale, and it took a long tfor him to lower his eyelashes, and asked steadily, "What did she tell you?" "I told her that you named the baby Alis, but she said she doesn't like the nvery much. It's too monotonous, and she wants to change it." Anthony listened carefully, "Change to what?" "Alistair." Anthony thought about the word for a moment.

Anthony understood but he didn't answer Lyra's proposal.

After all, such a thing was too mysterious.

"Mavis... She never entered my dream this year, so she still refuses to forgive me." Lyra saw his dejected face. Knowing that her tough attitude would be counterproductive, she changed the euphemism.

"After all, it's just my dream, and it can't be real. Whether you want to change his nor not is up to you to choose, but | think it's necessary to let you know. If Mavis really askedto do so, give him a perfect name." Anthony was still brooding, not speaking.

Alistair sounded nice, neither violating the meaning nor abrupt.

"lI am very grateful to you for tellingthis. | will think carefully about whether to add a few letters to his name." Lyra didn't force him to nod now, "It's up to you to decide. I'll go out and see Spencer first." She turned around and left, and saw Malcolm at the corner of the corridor without any surprise, then she gave him a displeased look with her beautiful eyes.

Malcolm obediently kept up with his wife's pace, and waited until he was completely away from Anthony's sight before stepping forward to grab his wife's hand.

"Rara, don't be angry. | didn't distrust you." He obviously didn't trust Anthony the bastard.

Lyra tugged at his handsface. "You're the director of NIB but you eavesdrop on the corner. | should punish you." Instead of hiding, he leaned forward, "It's true that | haven't been punished by you for a long time. Tonight Molly will return to the youth team, and | will send Spencer to Chad's place. Let's rest assured and you punish me?" Lyra poked his head hard, "Forget about it." x On the way back to the garden of Callahan Residence, Anthony was still thinking about the baby's name.

"Oops!" Not far away, Molly let out an exclamation and fell to the edge of the small red carpet.

When Anthony arrived, he happened to see Alis laying on top of Molly, chattering while Molly frowned and rubbed the back of her head, as if it hurt from a fall.

"Molly!" Anthony immediately ran forward, squatted down, hugged Alis away, and helped Molly to check the situation, "Letsee if there is any injury?" Molly shook her head, pointing to little Alis, "I'm fine, milk tofu..." Before she finished speaking, Anthony sullenly picked up his son's collar sternly, waved his big palm, and slapped that round little butt twice.

"Aww!" Little Alis kicked and was too frightened by Anthony's sudden outburst, crying.

Molly was also frightened, and immediately stretched out her hand to stop him, "What are you doing! Why are you hitting milk tofu!" Anthony put down little Alis and let him stand by himself, "He caused you to fall. He should be beaten." Molly hurriedly explained, "You misunderstood. It has nothing to do with him. | was holding him circling, and | accidentally slipped and fell. He looked atas if | was in pain, and he made whirring movements, wanted to comfort me." "Besides, he's only one year old. He's just a little kid. How could his strength makefall down? Are you over nervous?" Anthony froze.

Was he over nervous? Next to Molly, little Alis stood obediently, pursing his mouth aggrievedly and rubbing the corners of his eyes with his little fat hands.

He had a pitiful face, but he was very strong and didn't cry.

Little tears were wrapped in his red eyes, and he still didn't know what he did wrong and why his father beat him.

When he looked at his son, Anthony's heart skipped a beat.

After he calmed himself down, he turned to look at Molly and put his big palm on Molly's thin shoulder, "Molly, I'm sorry | did something wrong just now. And | did it without asking the reason clearly. | will not be so impulsive next time." Molly retorted solemnly, "Why did you apologize to me? The person who was beaten and wronged was not me, but milk tofu. You should apologize to him." Anthony lowered his eyes, and his eyes were slightly narrowed, "Alis won't be angry with me. I'll coax him later." He thought there was no reason for a father to apologize to his son.

Molly disagreed, "He is not angry because he loves you, but in this matter, he is innocent. Coaxing would not be better than apologizing sincerely." She tilted her head, stared at Anthony suspiciously, and asked, "Do you feel that you can't save you face and apologize to him?" Anthony's jaw line froze, and he smiled slightly embarrassedly.