The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin)

Chapter 1068 Negotiating With Son

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 came back at night and instructed the bodyguards to take good care of you

that I overheard it and came looking for you on my own."

"Mommy, you may not know, but I have run away from home before. 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 I stay here please? I want to sleep with you."

Alistair came over, 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 I 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, I used to dream of you every night. You would hold me while sleeping. This scene appeared

countless times in dreams, and now it has come true!"

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

show me pictures of you and tell me not to forget what you look like. There's a wooden plaque in the

ancestral hall with your name on it, and every year on your birthday, Daddy would take me there."

"Great-Grandma said that you suffered a lot to give birth to me, so I should always remember how

good you're. So, Mommy, I 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, I 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 home this 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 came another 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 handsome face also became drenched 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? Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

She blinked unnaturally while avoiding eye contact with him. "It's 3:30am... what are you doing here?"

Anthony wiped away some water stains from under his chin then chuckled lightly, "Ever since you came

back, your son has been like a lost soul wandering around aimlessly... he can be taken away even in

midnight hours... so why did I come here?"

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 came all 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 came on 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 come and question me."

He snickered and retorted, "Compared to a mother who disappeared for five years and showed no

concern for her child, I 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 came all the way here just to argue with me, then congratulations - our son is already asleep

and I don't feel like arguing with you anymore. Let him sleep peacefully here tonight and tomorrow I 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.

"I 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 come over 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 some work 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?"