After divorce I am a billionaire novel Chapter 1142

Chapter 1142 Take a few more hits, and Mavis will feel a little more distressed.

When Kane mentioned the past, Paloma felt sorry for him. However, Alistair's custody was a matter of principle.

"You can't just let it go. Go find Mavis and get the divorce agreement back. We're all grown-ups here. Divorcing is one thing but giving up your child? That's embarrassing for the Callahan family."

"Mrs. Callahan, Mr. Callahan has no choice! He'll do anything to win back his wife's heart again. That's what makes him a real man!"

Kane argued with admiration, unknowingly adding fuel to fire.

"Anthony, either figure out how to get that agreement back or face punishment from me."

Anthony shook his head, signaling Kane not to say any more, "I am willing to accept the family law, please grandma."

Seeing that the real thing was going to happen, Kane's face turned pale.

Paloma wasn't usually this angry!

Who could save Mr. Callahan now?

Yes! Find Mavis!

Kane took a few steps back. Taking advantage of Paloma's attention not on him, he sneaked out of the ancestral hall and ran out of the Callahan Residence.

The originally twenty-minute journey, Kane drove at high speed the entire way, managing to reach the hospital in just ten minutes.

In front of the operating room sat Mavis with a worried look on her face when Kane arrived panting heavily.

"Mrs. Callaghan! Something happened! Mr. Callahan is about to be beaten!" he quickly conveyed what had happened without wasting any time.

Mavis didn't even lift her head when she heard this news. "Don't joke around with me like that. Who would dare lay their hands on him?"

She didn't believe those words because everyone knew that if anyone was bullying someone else in Crana, it would most likely be Anthony doing so himself!

"It's definitely Grandma," replied Kane calmly." She found out about how Mr. Callahan gave up Alistair's custody rights on their divorce agreement and wants him to change his mind and take them back. But he refuses stubbornly so she got angry enough to punish him."

"How could this happen?" Mavis asked incredulously. If these words hadn't come from Kane, then she wouldn't have believed them at all. But, now she had no choice but to accept them as true.

"Forget about that for now, hurry and go save Mr. Callahan. His chest wound hasn't healed yet, and if he gets beaten up again because of this, it would be too miserable." Kane urged, so anxious that he seemed ready to carry her away.

"Alright." Mavis turned to leave but stopped after a few steps. "But... Moore's surgery."

She could only choose one, between the two. What she didn't realize was that her heart had already made the decision for her, without her even noticing.

"I will arrange for someone to take care of Mr. Ulsens's situation, and with so many doctors and nurses in the hospital, he won't die for the time being. Let's hurry up and save Mr. Callahan first. If we're too late, it will be Mr. Callahan who might die!"

Mavis left without looking back.

The two got into the car and Mavis suddenly spoke up, "Let's head back to Green Grove Apartment first."

Kane was getting increasingly frustrated and puzzled, "Why go back there? If we delay any longer, Mr. Callahan will end up battered!"

"Grandma wants the divorce agreement. If I don't bring it, I might not be able to save him," Mavis gradually calmed down.

After all, Anthony was the grandson of Paloma, and as long as he followed her wishes, he should no longer be subjected to harsh treatment.

Kane slapped his forehead and exclaimed, "Yes, yes, you've thought of everything!" He slammed his foot on the accelerator and the car roared out.

The two of them wasted no time and rushed to Callahan Residence with the agreement in hand.

"Here, this way."

Kane led the way with Mavis following closely behind.

In no time, they arrived at the entrance of the ancestral hall. Before they could even enter, the voices from inside became exceptionally clear and audible outside.

"Brat, I'll ask you one last time, are you going to take this divorce agreement or not?"

"No way." Anthony's voice was strong and resolute, with no hint of hesitation.

"Okay, then you just have to endure it."

With a loud crack, the vine fell with the wind and left scattered bloodstains on his back.

Anthony furrowed his brow, his forehead covered in cold sweat, motionless and silent.

It must be admitted that he also had some expectation of her reaction.

However, two brief minutes passed and Mavis still hadn't spoken.

Anthony's mouth curled into a bitter smile as he said, "Whether we divorce or not is between me and her, Grandma. Please don't pressure her to make a decision."

Mavis obviously didn't expect him to say that, and her eyes were filled with astonishment.

"Okay, you're the toughest one, then keep fighting!"

It was Paloma, the most respected member of the Callahan family, who spoke out and no one dared to stop her, even if the person being hit was the current ruler Anthony.

"Kane, grab her and stay away." Anthony's voice was solemn and cold, without any emotion.

Kane could only listen to Mr. Callahan's words and forcefully pulled Mavis away.

The whip swung with a fierce arc, each strike landing with a sharp sound that cut through the air.

Every hit resounded with a crisp noise, echoing throughout the hall.

After just five or six strikes, Anthony's lips had turned pale from biting them, and his forehead was once again covered in a layer of fine sweat beads. Despite all of this, he gritted his teeth and didn't utter a single sound.

The originally pristine white shirt was gradually becoming stained with blood marks.

With each resounding whip crack of family discipline, Paloma's heart felt like it was being twisted in pain, wishing she could call a halt to it right away.

But something must be sacrificed in order to make an obtainment.

If Anthony endured a little more now, Mavis will feel a little more compassion for him. This increased his chances of having a warm family with wife and child in the future.

In light of this, Paloma continuously stole glances at Mavis's reactions. While she could discern the worry and reluctance on Mavis's face, she still showed no intention of speaking up.

Observing Anthony, the young man truly had a hard head, enduring so many lashes without making a sound. To an outsider, it might seem like he was being tickled rather than whipped.

It seemed like stronger measures were needed.