After divorce I am a billionaire
Chapter 701 Sweet man before others, lunatic privately

Seeing that Anthony didn't reply, the other men in the private room couldn't figure out his temperament.

"Mr. Callahan, can we... go?"

"We're really out of money. We haven't slept this bitch... This woman beat us a few times so badly that we have to go to the doctor overnight." Anthony narrowed his eyes slightly, with coldness raging, "Get out."

"Yes, yes."

The several men ran away. When they were passing Anthony, Anthony glanced at them.

Some had their arms slightly fractured, while others were clutching their bleeding waists...

There were six men, but they all suffered losses by Mavis, and they did not get any advantages.

Anthony couldn't help but take a little interest in Mavis.

He walked slowly into the messy private room. The dark leather shoes stepped on the broken glass on the ground, making a slight noise.

Mavis, who was hiding under the table, heard the steady footsteps getting closer. She was so nervous that she held his breath, and her whole body shook even more fiercely.

She was telling herself silently.

He can't see her. He can't see her...

However, the next second, she felt her shoulders warm slightly. Mavis tilted her head to see that it was Anthony who took off his suit jacket and put it on her shoulders, covering her own torn clothes. He was so gentle.

He was so gentle that any woman will fall in love with her almost in seconds.

Mavis was even more embarrassed to see him. She buried his head low, and didn't dare to look at him at all.

"Don't hide. I know who you are."

Mavis heard his slightly hoarse voice, which was particularly magnetic and pleasant.

"Why come to such a dangerous place? Are you short of money?"

Unable to hide it, Mavis nodded, with tears dripping down her cheeks.

"I'm sorry. You only said this afternoon that you wanted to try to date with me, but I embarrass you tonight..."

"It's okay."

He seemed to be extremely patient, picked up the more than 70,000 dollars on the table, and squatted down in front of Mavis.

"There's no shortage of money now. It's all yours."

Mavis looked up at him slightly, and the moment her eyes touched his blue eyes, she quickly closed her eyes.

After thinking about it, Mavis refused, "I don't want it anymore. If you hadn't come in time, I'd be better off dead at the moment. This money belongs to you."

Anthony smirked, thinking she seemed cute and silly at times.

"I'm not short of money. And what happened tonight has nothing to do with me. This money is what you deserve. It can be regarded you accompany them to practice martial arts. And besides, you are also injured. You will need money to go to the hospital for a night emergency."

Though he ran into her who was almost insulted, Anthony said she was doing martial arts with those men.

Mavis mustered up the courage to raise her eyes and asked curiously, "I'm making this kind of money in a bar. Will you dislike me?"

Anthony had a faint smile on his face, "No, you are an adult and you have to make a living. I can understand, but try not to take such risks in the future. Safety first when you're outside." "Thanks."

Anthony pushed the bill in his hand closer to her.

She took it with mixed feelings. After tonight's nightmare, the money was considered a mental damage compensation.

After buying the perfume to give to Anthony, there were still some left, and the rent was also settled.

This was not a loss.

Anthony saw that she was still smiling. She was a very careless girl.

"I'll take you to the hospital. Can you go by yourself?"

"I can walk, but I don't need to go to the hospital. I just received a few slaps. I was hit a little bit and suffered a little scratch, so I don't need to go to the hospital." "Then I'll take you home."

He said concisely, stood up leisurely, and wanted to go out the door with his hands in his pants pockets.

After walking a few steps, he didn't hear a sound behind him. He turned around again and saw that Mavis was still shrinking and not moving.

"What's wrong?"

Mavis's eyes were as red as a rabbit's. The tears and blood on her small face were mixed together, and there was a bleak and broken sense of beauty.

She bit her lower lip in embarrassment and said in a low voice, "I... my legs are numb and I can't get up. It's not intentional..."

After saying this, her whole face turned red.

Just now she swore that she could leave herself, but she was proved wrong within half a minute. She felt so ashamed that she wanted to replace a place to hide herself. Anthony laughed.

How did she fight so hard with those men before?

Now her legs went numb?

Although he was a little disgusted with this kind of bitchy behavior, thinking of his own plan, he still chose to walk back and pick Mavis up by the waist. She was light and easy to hold.

Her thin shoulders were now wrapped under his suit, and her body was covered in blood and messy hair, making her look like a broken blond doll. Her pitiful appearance can arouse a man's desire for protection.

Anthony lowered his eyes, froze in place, and looked at her for a while.

He stared at her. Clearly, he was in a trance.

But he looked at Mavis and thought of Lyra.

Lyra was also very light and thin.

When he was a child, he also held Lyra like this.

He also carried Lyra around in circles, saying that in the future he would hold her for a lifetime, take care of her for a lifetime, and love her for a lifetime.

But now, the girl he once protected no longer needed it.

She never belonged to him...

Under the dim light of the private room, those azure blue eyes were obscure and unpredictable.

Mavis didn't know what he was thinking. Seeing him staring at her face all the time, she bowed her head and felt a little embarrassed, not wanting to show him how embarrassed she was. "Come on Mr. Callahan, I want to go home." She pulled Anthony's shirt carefully, feeling his chest and embrace.

Anthony returned to his senses. His face returned to calm. He walked silently across the messy floor, and left the private room.

While walking down the aisle, the two encountered several special-level police officers from the National Investigation Bureau.

It was not Chad who was at the head.

It was the Captain of Team 14, Levi.

Mavis, who was in his arms, was covered in blood. Levi quickly asked, "Mr. Callahan, how did this girl get hurt like this?"

Mavis wanted to explain that it wasn't her blood, but Anthony spoke first, "Of course she was beaten. Several people in the private room learned of my report, and they all ran away. No need to go there." "There's still a process to go through. We will check the monitoring. Those who commit crimes will be arrested and detained if they need."

Anthony: "Thanks for that. I'll take her to check her injury first."

Although he promised Odin and other men, if NIB wanted to arrest them, it had nothing to do with him.

"Okay, remember to ask for the injury identification sheet."

"Yeah." Anthony hugged Mavis and left without looking back.

...

In the monitoring room.

Nevaeh hadn't left yet.

Just now, Anthony kicked the door, entered the private room, took off his coat to Mavis, and hugged Mavis intimately, all of which were clearly seen by her.

The feeling of suffocation and oppression that she had just been strangled by Anthony had not completely dissipated. Nevaeh had lingering fears, and felt that he was too terrifying to comprehend.

It was obvious that he didn't like that woman at all. Otherwise he wouldn't ignore her being insulted for a long time, and he finally took action because he was afraid that things would get worse.

However, he hugged her and put a coat on her, like a warm gentleman...

Nevaeh touched her neck. The pain persisted, and she still felt horrified.

"Too perverted. He's a lunatic! Why is he such a person?!"

Even with complaint, Nevaeh quickly understood the current bad situation, and could only call her father for help.

"Dad, I seem to have screwed up again. I... got into trouble..."