After divorce I am a billionaire
Chapter 1088 He Is A Poor Child That Nobody Wants.

Chapter 1088 He is a Poor Child that Nobody Wants.

The gaze between the two men met, sparks flying between them.

Anthony squinted his cold eyes, a surge of anger erupting in his eyes.

Although Moore had confidence, he couldn't resist Anthony's strong aura. In the end, he put down his glasses and covered up his fear before turning back to continue processing the fresh shrimp. Under low pressure, Anthony's hand was tightly clenched behind him with knuckles and bulging veins on his arm.

After a while, he let go of his hand and walked straight out of the apartment building.

With a loud bang, the door closed too hard that it seemed like the whole building shook along with it.

Alistair was scared and shuddered in fear. Mavis immediately hugged him to comfort him before going out of the bedroom to check what happened. Only Moore remained behind.

She asked, "Did he just leave?"

Moore smiled innocently, "I think so."

"Why did he close the door so hard? He seems like suppressing something. What were you guys talking about just now?"

Moore looked innocent again, "Just some casual talk. I don't know what happened to Mr. Callahan. Suddenly he got so angry."

Mavis looked at the closed door thoughtfully but didn't say anything more. Moore continued, "Don't worry about him anymore. You can play with your child for a while longer while I quickly prepare dinner."

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Downstairs from their apartment building.

Anthony sat back in his car feeling suffocated as he lit up a cigarette.

Kane sitting in front was surprised, "Mr. Callahan! Alistair is still upstairs. Why are you smoking now?"

Anthony said nothing as thin lips parted slightly before exhaling smoke rings into thin air around him. His long lashes drooped low, casting shadows beneath them, giving no hint as to what might be running through this man's mind at present moment.

Kane tentatively continued asking, "Are you... not planning on going back inside? Leaving Alistair and Mrs. Callahan alone with Moore? Aren't you...giving up your position by doing that?"

Anthony frowned, feeling agitated inside without any reason whatsoever. Kane noticed this sudden change in mood, quickly changing tack, "But Alistair is clever enough. Mrs. Callahan cares most for his well- being. With Alistair there, Moore should know how much distance needs maintaining."

Still silent, Anthony smoked away quietly swallowing clouds of smoke.

His chest felt tight. He knew that things between himself and Mavis were not right. As compensation for being wrong earlier, he wanted to let her go completely but seeing another man hovering around her made him feel uneasy even though they had agreed upon certain terms beforehand.

He didn't want to break any promises made earlier which left only one option -out of sight, out of mind!

He rubbed his forehead wearily with one hand. "Drive. Let's go back to the company."

"Got it."

Kane didn't dare to delay and quickly started the car, leaving the narrow street.

On the way, Kane occasionally glanced at Anthony's face in the rearview mirror.

After much hesitation, he couldn't help but ask, "Sir, have you ever thought that you are so conflicted and distressed now because you're jealous? Although you agreed to Mrs. Callahan's divorce request, you don't want to let go."

Why not follow his heart and talk things out or apologize with Mrs. Callahan for a reconciliation?

He refused to back down just because of a man's so-called pride.

But Kane could only think this in his mind without saying it out loud.

Anthony wasn't angry either. He turned his head and looked outside the window at the scenery constantly retreating behind them as he casually asked, "What makes you think I'm jealous?"

It was just a contractual marriage at first; they only pretended to be together until Alistair came along for real.

Kane said, "Don't tell me that you haven't noticed yourself? You actually care about Mrs. Callahan very much. When she had difficulties during childbirth before, you were devastated. It was only for Alistair's sake that forced yourself to pick up again."

"When we found out that Mrs. Callahan is still alive and planned on running away with Alistair, you went crazy trying to stop her from leaving."

"You've been bothered by her having another man around these past few years too; all of your emotions whether happy or angry stem from her."

"She may already be an important person in your life but even then, you didn't realize it yourself."

Kane spoke sincerely which made Anthony fall into long silence while thinking carefully about what he said - maybe there was some truth in what Kane had pointed out?

When Kane's phone rang suddenly from front seat while driving, it broke both their thoughts as well as their peaceful atmosphere inside car.

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Okay, I understand. I'll make sure Mr. Callahan knows right away," Kane hung up immediately then reported. "Mr. Callahan, the police officers from National Investigation Bureau called. They hope that you can come over again and continue cooperating on Sheldon Alford's cases."

"Okay, re-route towards NIB," The luxury car turned around changing its destination.

Green Grove Apartment.

Moore cooked several seafood dishes, and three people had already started eating dinner.

Moore asked, "Mavis, should we save a couple of dishes for Mr. Callahan just in case he comes back later?"

"Don't worry about him. He probably has other things to do," Mavis replied, focused on feeding her son.

"Mommy, I want to eat shrimp. Can you help me peel it?" Alistair asked.

Moore jumped in with a smile and said, "I can help you peel the shrimp. I'm really good at it."

Alistair's face remained expressionless as he firmly stated, "No thanks. My great-grandma said we shouldn't eat anything given by strangers!"

For some reason, he didn't like Moore very much and felt the same way about Bryleigh who was always around his dad.

Mavis playfully tapped his nose and chuckled saying, "Uncle Moore isn't a stranger! Plus all the food on this table tonight was made by Uncle Moore himself! And you seemed to enjoy it earlier."

He immediately became uncomfortable and scrunched up his little eyebrows saying, "I didn't know that before! If I did, I wouldn't have eaten any of it!"

He put down his fork decisively then without waiting for Mavis' response, jumped off his chair with short legs running straight into the bedroom.

"Alistair!" Mavis called out after him but he ignored her completely being extremely stubborn for once.

Mavis had no choice but to explain herself to Moore saying, "This isn't like him at all... I don't know what's gotten into him today."

Moore smiled understandingly and said, "Kids will be kids; they get emotional easily especially when they're not familiar with someone new like me."

He continued serving Mavis food while urging her, "If you don't eat now, your food will get cold. Try this crab dish."

Alistair's bad mood affected Mavis' appetite too so she told Moore, "You go ahead and eat first. I'll go check on Alistair then come back here after you finish eating."

Moore opened his mouth, wanting to say something but before he could speak up, Mavis had already stood up heading towards the bedroom. Alistair lay under covers looking like a small lump in bed. "Uncle Moore came over today specifically cooking us dinner from scratch yet. Why did you have an attitude towards him? You're usually such a polite little boy," she gently questioned him hoping for an

answer.

The small lump under covers stirred slightly, making some noises while complaining, "He wants to bribe me with food. That's why! That's why I won't eat anything made by him!"

A stubborn child indeed...

Mavis couldn't bear to say anything harsh to him, so she could only coax him, "Okay, I'll go make some more food for you later. Don't keep your head covered like that. You'll suffocate." She helped pull the covers down and then ran into a pair of bright watery eyes.

Alistair had red circles around his eyes and his little nose was also red. He was almost about to cry from being so sad.

Mavis's heart tightened with worry. "What's wrong? Did I do something wrong that made you upset?"

Alistair shook his head stubbornly and sniffled a few times before saying seriously, "Daddy, Grandma and you are all hiding it from me but I already know. You aren't staying at Callahan Residence because you're planning on leaving Daddy right?"

Faced with her son's question like this, Mavis was stunned.

"When you guys really separate in the future, will Daddy be with Aunt Bryleigh while you choose Uncle Moore?" he continued on as tears silently streamed down his face. He lowered his gaze and whispered softly, "Daddy has never really liked me very much... and now maybe you don't want me either... so will I become a poor little child that nobody wants anymore?"