After divorce I am a billionaire

Chapter 1068 Negotiating with Son The little one giggled mysteriously, covering his mouth with his hands. He stood on the bed vividly reporting the situation.

"In fact, it was when Daddy cback at night and instructed the bodyguards to take good care of you that | overheard it and clooking for you on my own." "Mommy, you may not know, but | have run away from hbefore. It's easy to sneak out and avoid surveillance. Daddy is probably still sound asleep now. It's best to sneak out on a rainy day!" He stood with his hands on his hips, extremely proud.

The bright blue pupils shimmered, and the long eyelashes blinked gently, revealing a hint of cunning in the depths of the eyes.

In Mavis's eyes, it was just too cute.

"So Mommy, can | stay here please? | want to sleep with you." Alistair cover, hugged her arm, and rubbed his soft face against her arm, acting cute.

Who can resist such a cute boy? Mavis squeezed his little face fondly, "Okay, then I'll contact them morning to send you back." "Okay!" When Alistair was five years old, he was able to sleep with his mother for the first time, dancing with excitement.

"Do you tell stories?" "Do you know how to sing? Can you sing lullabies?" "Can | sleep on your arm?" "Mommy! Mommy!" The little kid was chattering away, calling out "Mommy" every minute.

The whole bedroom was filled with his youthful and excited voice, accompanied by the sound of rain outside the window, making it particularly warm.

"Before, | used to dream of you every night. You would holdwhile sleeping. This scene appeared countless times in dreams, and now it has ctrue!" There was a desk lamp on the bedside table, and Mavis was lying on her side blocking the light with her body. She gazed tenderly at the little kid in her arms and asked, "Does Anthony often talk to you about me?" Alistair blinked and thought for a moment, "It's not something that is mentioned often, but Daddy would showpictures of you and tellnot to forget what you look like. There's a wooden plaque in the ancestral hall with your non it, and every year on your birthday, Daddy would takethere." "Great-Grandma said that you suffered a lot to give birth to me, so | should always remember how good you're. So, Mommy, | really love you..." Mavis felt warm and her nose was tingling as she leaned down to kiss her son's forehead in response to his affection. "I love you too. From now on, | won't leave you again. Now go to sleep." Alistair obediently nodded and closed his eyes under the covers.

Mavis stared at his features with hot eyes.

Before returning hthis time, she was nervous that her son wouldn't recognize or want anything to do with her.

But over the years, Paloma never forgot about Mavis as part of the Callahan family and often spoke well of her in front of Alistair, which made him completely accepting of her now.

Paloma had always been a very good elder who had taken care of Mavis when she was part of the Callahan family before.

When they meet again someday in person, Mavis will have to thank Paloma properly for everything she had done for them both.

Knock knock - As she thought about it, there canother knock on the door.

She instinctively looked at her son; fortunately he wasn't disturbed by polite knocking sounds.

Putting on shoes and getting out from bed quietly, she opened up the electronic door with a click sound.

A tall man's figure appeared before her eyes all wet from rainwater.

His short hair clumped together because it got wet by raindrops; water droplets kept falling off its tips while his handsface also becdrenched by rainwater flowing along his jawline into his chest cavity.

Even through Anthony's white silk shirt, one could faintly see glimpses of pectoral muscles and abdominal muscles, which were exquisitely defined lines running across them all over their surface area like an intricate network patterned design work.

Who knew opening up this door would reveal such an enticing appearance from Anthony? She blinked unnaturally while avoiding eye contact with him. "It's 3:30am... what are you doing here?" Anthony wiped away swater stains from under his chin then chuckled lightly, "Ever since you cback, your son has been like a lost soul wandering around aimlessly... he can be taken away even in midnight hours... so why did | chere?" Mavis felt that there was something prickly hidden behind Anthony's words...

He looked fine just looking at him but once he started speaking, he could make people angry or dislikeable right away...

"So what? You call this way just because my return caused trouble?" Anthony raised an eyebrow without answering directly - not answering meant agreeing though! Mavis's anger flared up. "You need to get it straight, our son wasn't kidnapped by me. He con his own accord. If you can't even take care of your own son, then it's clear how little you care about him. And yet you dare cand question me." He snickered and retorted, "Compared to a mother who disappeared for five years and showed no concern for her child, | seem to be doing pretty well as a father. It's not up to you to judge." Mavis glared at him, genuinely angry.

"If you call the way here just to argue with me, then congratulations - our son is already asleep and | don't feel like arguing with you anymore. Let him sleep peacefully here tonight and tomorrow | will safely send him off to the kindergarten." Anthony's lips curled slightly as he asked in a low voice, "Is this a discussion or notification?" "... A discussion," Mavis replied.

"lI don't agree," he refused bluntly.

Mavis bit her lip in frustration but there was nothing she could do.

"So what will it take for you to agree? Money? Whatever amount of money you want is fine! Or maybe we can make a schedule - every Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday Alistair can cover quietly while on Monday, Wednesday Friday and Sunday he'll stay at Callahan Residence like before," she suggested.

"That could work," he smirked evilly as they discussed things calmly together. "As long as you cut ties with that man overseas and settle back in Suham." "You're being unreasonable!" She had worked hard overseas these past few years thanks only due Moore's help during the most difficult times when many employees quit their jobs. But Moore stayed behind willing enough fight alongside her until the end.

Even if bankruptcy was inevitable, they would go out find swork again before continuing their venture anew.

"How much does that man mean to you?" Anthony's coldness deepened in his eyes as he tried walking past her into the house without another word.

"Wait!" Mavis immediately blocked the door panel, preventing him from entering further.

He lifted an eyebrow suggestively saying, "Have second thoughts? Do want your son or do want that foreigner?"