The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin)

Chapter 1078 How Should I Punish You?

Chapter 1078 How should I Punish You?

Bryleigh never expected Anthony to confront her like this. And what did he mean by "just a quarrel"?

"Anthony, Mavis has made it to the news, and you still think it's just a marital quarrel?"

Anthony flicked his cigarette butt away, his face still icy cold. "If my wife doesn't listen to me, I'll

naturally punish her. It's none of your business."

Bryleigh felt speechless and didn't understand. "Why are you protecting her? Just because she's your

son's mother? When we get married, I can give you children too."

Anthony laughed with his thin-lipped smile. "Who do you think you are? Last time when Alistair was

angry with you, I made it clear that he should stay away from you. Do I need to repeat myself?"

His every word was filled with coldness that made Bryleigh shudder involuntarily.

Of course she remembered what happened last time.

Halfway through their trip together in the car, Anthony had thrown her out and warned her not to come

near Alistair again or even dream of taking Mrs. Callahan's place - something that would never happen.

But she couldn't accept not getting what she wanted.

"I don't believe that there isn't any feeling between us," Bryleigh said stubbornly. "Even though we

haven't had an actual relationship yet, we've been comrades for many years now! Don't forget about

the incident about Seldom Alford. If it weren't for me helping out then-"

Anthony sneered at her words, "You're becoming more shameless by the day! You did help me back

then but after that incident Padilla Group received several millions contracts which helped your family

tide over the economic crisis! Now are you trying to use our past favors as leverage?"

Bryleigh felt like there was a lump in her throat.

Helping him once wasn't enough for Anthony; She still couldn't say anything in front of him.

But what she wanted wasn't just those few contracts either.

She pretended to be coquettish as she fiddled with the edge of his desk. "Anthony... that's not what I

meant."

"Get lost!" Anthony barked at her harshly while pointing towards the door, "Padilla Group is forbidden

from interfering in any matters between Mavis and me anymore! If I catch wind of any misbehavior on

your part again, then Padilla Group will have double its profits and return it to Callahan Group!"

"Anthony…"

"Whether you want to continue to be a rich lady, or Padilla Group goes bankrupt, the family property is

sold, and you live in a slum, you choose."

He never joked about threats like these. Bryleigh's ingratiating smile disappeared instantly without

another word before leaving dejectedly. Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

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It was late into night now.

Mavis wore full gear covering up everything including hat and mask before leaving through Padilla

Groups' employee exit quietly .

The reporters were so crazy that they surrounded her all night, and they were still guarding the gate,

refusing to leave.

Mavis looked on with a sigh.

She was afraid the situation was the same over at Callahan Residence and Callahan Group building,

wasn't it?

Ans she didn't know if this will affect the daily travel of Paloma, Rebecca and Timothy.

She was very sorry, but she had no other way at the moment.

With a sigh, she hailed a taxi on the street and returned to her small apartment.

The reporters did not know her current place of residence, so the apartment was still very safe.

Silence in the late night.

She went upstairs alone, and the only sound in the stairwell was the footsteps of her sneakers.

Returning to the apartment with ease, Mavis lowered her head and searched through her bag for the

key.

There was a sudden sound of gloomy footsteps behind her, and in the next second, a pair of big hands

covered her mouth from behind, and that brute force pulled her to the corner.

"Um um um!"

The voice-controlled light in the hallway turned on.

With her eyes widened in terror, she finally saw the face of the man in front of her.

It was Anthony.

His face was very gloomy, and he stared at her with sullen eyes, like a beast with a strong desire to

devour her, ready to bite her fiercely at any time.

She guessed he would get angry and come to settle accounts with her, but she didn't expect it to

happen so soon.

"Uh uh uh uh! Let go of me!"

But the damned man not only didn't let go, he even held up her legs, involuntarily forcing her legs to

wrap around his waist. Otherwise, she would fall down.

She was forced to leave her feet off the ground, and her back was pressed against the wall, unable to

move at all.

This posture was so strange...

She unconsciously felt her cheeks flush, a wave of extreme embarrassment bursting forth.

The oppressive and fierce aura emanating from Anthony made it difficult for her to breathe, and she

only wanted to struggle and escape.

"Don't move."

The low and hoarse voice almost gnashed its teeth as it spoke, "If you don't want to be tied up, behave

yourself."

Scumbag! What was the difference between this posture and being tied up!?

Although she cursed Anthony a thousand times in her heart, she still nodded and agreed, no longer

struggling.

Anthony no longer covered her mouth, grabbed her thin wrists with one hand, raised her head against

the wall.

The other hand cupped her hips to keep her from falling.

"Emotional breakdown, disharmony in married life, where did you draw your conclusion from?"

He sneered, lowered his head close to her neck, and took a punishing bite.

"It hurts..."

Mavis was so painful that she shed tears, always feeling like she was bitten and bleeding.

The implication was so obvious that if she still didn't understand it, she must be a fool.

"Anthony, we are currently in the process of negotiating a divorce. If you continue like this, I will call the

police!"

He chuckled, "Negotiating a divorce means that the divorce certificate has not yet been obtained and

the marriage relationship still exists. Is it illegal to hug my own wife?"

With a bunch of sophistry! Mavis was too lazy to argue with him, "Just put me down first."

Anthony remained still, pulling off her mask and hat. His deep gaze fell upon her delicate face, a hint of

meaning playing at the corners of his lips.

"Your ears are all red. Are you shy because you're afraid of being seen? The whole apartment building

is yours, except for the old landlady on the top floor. She is probably already asleep and there's no one

else to see."

She bit her lip and remained silent, her face growing even more embarrassed and ashamed.

Anthony seemed to be quite happy to see her being bullied, and his mood improved a lot.

The blue eyes were filled with shimmering water, and the delicate eyebrows were slightly furrowed, as

if full of grievances.

He hadn't seen her with this expression for a long time.

Paired with her golden long hair, she looked like a precious cat in need of care.

Anthony's Adam's apple slid as he suppressed the inexplicable restlessness in his heart, and he

continued to question with his eyes averted, "Do you have to make the divorce news go viral and cause

Callahan Group's stock market to plummet? Do I have to recover my losses from you?"

He deliberately snorted on her face, "How do you think I should punish you to calm down my anger?"

After finishing the words, he lowered his head again, and his thin lips moved close to her neck.

"Don't, it really hurts."

In the woman's soft voice, there was a hint of urgency and a touch of crying tone.

His heart skipped a beat.

For this reunion, Mavis was tougher than ever before, yet her voice was soft and tender like never

before.

He pursed his thin lips and didn't bite down. "Mavis, I'll give you one more chance to choose. Don't get

divorced, come back to Callahan Residence, forget about what happened before and start over."