After divorce I am a billionaire

Chapter 1090 She was pushed to the forefront of public opinion Late at night, Chad rarely gave someone good advice. "You better think carefully before making a decision. Don't wait until you regret it in the future. It's easy to appease an angry wife, but it's not so easy to win back an ex-wife after divorce. My boss, Malcolm, knows this all too well. I'm sure you don't want to experience that feeling." Anthony remained silent.

"I heard that when Mavis supposedly died, you were devastated for a while. Aren't you afraid of feeling that regret again? That hopeless feeling that can never be undone." This reminder caused Anthony to pause his breathing.

He rarely let his guard down and asked in a low voice, "How do | appease her?" Chad raised his eyebrows strangely and looked at him with amusement. "You don't even know how to appease your own wife? Callgrandpa three times and I'll teach you." "... Forget it," Anthony said after drinking a whole cup of tea with an awkward tone.

Chad laughed uncontrollably. "Grandpa is generous and won't hold it against you! Here's one trick: throw tantrums shamelessly until she takes pity on you and forgives you." "... | can't use Malcolm's old tricks," Anthony replied speechlessly.

Chad frowned disapprovingly at him. "As long as they work in winning back your wife's heart, then they're good tricks! You're just being foolish by criticizing my boss while mooching off my tea without leaving! Don't drink too much or else you won't be able to sleep tonight!" Anthony put down the teacup without lingering any longer and left Chad's office.

Since that day onwards, Anthony had not appeared before Mavis for several days.

Mavis was pleased with this outcome; she personally sent her son off to kindergarten every morning and picked him up every evening. They were eating dinner together followed by sleeping together under one roof; there was nothing more beautiful than these days for her.

But the beautiful days did not last long.

On the fourth day...

Mavis found herself once again pushed into the center of public opinion when someone secretly took photos of her shopping at the seafood market with Moore; these photos were posted online claiming Moore was her lover.

All storms ccrashing down upon her.

She was labeled as having cheated despite still being married - how could she have dared go out shopping openly like this alongside another man who wasn't even related? People also discovered they lived close enough where rumors began circulating about them living together! The netizens were furious.

Especially after seeing Callahan Group's president who had such striking mixed-race features - he looked handsenough to kill all current popular male celebrities - causing social media platforms everywhere explode.

"How could such a handsman get cheated on?! Who is this woman named Parker anyway?" "Recently, didn't she hold a press conference to announce her divorce? She cheated and still dared to shift the blonto others.

What a joke!" "If only I could have a husband like Anthony, | would give him my life!" "Looks are everything, cheating is unforgivable. Parker must publicly apologize!" The online criticism was almost drowning Mavis. She sat in front of her computer and skimmed through scomments, sof which were too vulgar to bear.

But that wasn't the most important thing. The Callahan Group's stock market was likely to be affected by this incident, and Mavis had promised Anthony that she would take responsibility for any losses incurred.

She couldn't help but worry about what might happen next. She might have to sell the company just to cover the losses.

And then there was Anthony's attitude...

Moore closed her laptop with concern on his face and said, "Mavis, don't look at those comments anymore. Just ignore them." Mavis rubbed her forehead anxiously and said, "The seriousness of this matter goes beyond public opinion." She had to calculate how much money she needed to pay back for the Callahan Group's losses and figure out how she would do it.

But most importantly, what would Anthony think? When they made their promise before, he seemed so sure about it all... but now that things had gone wrong...

Would he change his mind? Would he refuse to divorce? Moore stayed by Mavis' side throughout it all and apologized sincerely, "I'm sorry Mavis. | never thought that just going with you on a trip could lead us into such trouble... let alone someone using this against you..." There was no point in blaming anyone now; they just needed solutions.

Mavis sighed heavily, "Let's focus on solving our problems first." She walked over towards the window and quietly lifted up its curtains so as not attract attention from below.

Outside their narrow street was jam-packed with reporters who were making noise incessantly - making leaving almost impossible for them both.

Moore looked anxious as well. "This is all my fault; letgo down there myself clear things up! You can trust me. I'll take full responsibility!" "But you don't even speak the language here fluently! You only know basic phrases! How can you handle those tricky reporters? It will only make matters worse!" "What should we do then?" After thinking for a while, Mavis decided to call Lyra-who always had more ideas than anyone else. Maybe she could help them cup with something useful.

As she reached out for her phone book, suddenly Moore pointed downstairs, "Look at this, Mavis!" They both looked down together where they saw an unexpected sight - a team of guards appeared out of nowhere downstairs.

The uniform that Mavis recognized belonged to the National Investigation Bureau team. The team quickly cleared the streets, solving the traffic jam problem, and reporters were taken away from this narrow section of road.

Their movements were quick and clean. In less than five minutes, the entire street was cleared.

A black Rolls-Royce slowly drove into the street and stopped in front of this apartment building.

Mavis recognized Anthony's license plate on that car. No wonder they dispatched the National Investigation Bureau to clear the roads. It turned out that Anthony had arrived. Was he coming to seek revenge? Although nervous inside, Mavis had no intention of running away. She immediately went to open the door of her apartment and waited for Anthony upstairs.

The footsteps in the hallway grew closer and closer until only Anthony cup alone.

Mavis stood at the door waiting for him, watching as his tall figure gradually entered her line of sight.

"I'm sorry. | promised you but still made such a mistake," she said apologetically. "It's my fault entirely. Please tellhow much Callahan Group lost so | can find a way to repay it as soon as possible." Finally, she added, "I'll pay you back twice what you lost." Anthony didn't say anything but leaned in close to her face instead with his lips almost touching hers. Mavis bit down gently on her lower lip without meeting his gaze or looking directly at him; she seemed somewhat evasive with her eyes darting around nervously all over their surroundings.

For sreason though, Anthony suddenly found her appearance quite cute especially after tasting those soft lips earlier, which made him want to kiss them again impulsively without thinking things through properly first.

He continued leaning in towards Mavis despite sensing something wrong about it all. Moore coughed lightly behind them, reminding both parties present about their current situation. Mavis finally snapped out of it too, realizing that Anthony seemed fixated on kissing her lips before quickly taking a step back.

Just when they were about to kiss each other but got interrupted by an unrelated person instead, Anthony frowned unhappily while giving Moore an angry glare. Then he returned back into serious mode once more asking, "Did you see news?" Mavis replied hesitantly, "Yes." "Are you sure? Then why don't you know Callahan Group's public relations department has already handled this matter for you?" "What?" Mavis' pupils dilated suddenly as she opened up her phone again checking news websites once more.