The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin)

Chapter 948 Not Only Will You Cause Trouble

Chapter 948 Not only will you cause trouble

In the office.

Anthony gently rubbed his sore forehead, and glanced at Jaqueline, "Are you used to the new job?"

Jaqueline nodded. "It's okay. Everything is fine. Anthony, is it not good for me to come to you like this?

But I'm not used to eating with others. It feels strange..."

"It's okay. Since you're here, sit down and eat together. I have to go back to Callahan Residence in the

evening. Although I'm here for many things, you have to learn to deal with them by yourself." Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

Jaqueline nodded knowingly.

*

At Callahan Residence, Paloma had already started to get anxious.

However, even if she was in a hurry, Anthony just didn't come back.

After finally finding out the news, she heard that Anthony had returned to the company, and when she

was about to call Mavis back, she was stopped by Rebecca.

Rebecca hesitated to speak.

Paloma opened up the conversation. "If you have anything to do, just say it directly. There is nothing

that Anthony can't do now."

Indeed, Rebecca told the truth about Anthony bringing Jaqueline to the company.

She thought Paloma could restrain her emotions, but who knew that she almost jumped up when she

slapped the table.

"Nonsense! This is simply nonsense!"

"He wants to find that woman, but he has already gone! Now he brings this woman under his nose!"

"Does he still care his family? Does he still respect me?!"

Paloma was out of breath.

Seeing this, Rebecca quickly ordered the servants to prepare the antihypertensive medicine, for fear

that grandma would get sick because of this incident.

What Anthony did was really bad.

It was rare for Rebecca to calm down. "Grandma, Anthony is already like this. You must take care of

yourself and don't get sick because of him."

Paloma's breath gradually stabilized, but her mind was in a mess.

How can Anthony do this?

Was the Callahan Group now a shelter? How can anyone come in there?

The more she thought about it, the more angry she became. After thinking about it, Paloma decided to

go to the company in person tomorrow to meet Jaqueline.

She wanted to see how she can make her grandson so obsessed that he didn't even want his home

and company.

The main problem was with her useless grandson. Paloma wished she could whip him a few times now

to sober him up.

Mavis, who was abroad, didn't know about all this. Paloma had shut up everyone in the Callahan

family.

If Mavis knew about this, maybe she wouldn't come back.

*

In order to be able to fulfill her responsibilities as a mother, Lyra first went to visit Molly at the training

camp.

Molly's clothes was dirty from the activity. When she saw her parents at the door, she burst with

excitement.

She hugged Lyra's leg, raised her face, and asked obediently, "Daddy, Mommy, why are you here?"

Lyra was helpless. "Why do you look like a little cat? How are you doing here? Do you like the training

camp project?"

Molly nodded frantically. "I thought only my dad would come to see me, but I didn't expect you to come

too. Aren't you busy with work?"

"I'm snatching a little leisure from the work. No matter how busy I'm, I can't ignore you, or I don't know

what trouble you will cause me."

Lyra stroke her head, but Molly avoided it, and said solemnly,

"Mommy, the teacher said that touching the head will let not grow tall. Don't you know?"

At this time, an instructor of the training camp came out and saw Molly talking to her parents, so he

couldn't help but interrupted with a smile.

"Hi, Ms. Lloyd, Mr. White, Molly is very good in the training camp and has won a lot of rewards. Now

she is an outstanding student and the king of popularity in our training camp. The children love her very

much."

When Malcolm heard this, he felt a little complacent. His daughter really looked like him, and she didn't

disappoint him at all.

However, although Malcolm's thought was hidden, it was still captured by Lyra who was familiar with

him.

She suppressed her smile and thanked the instructor.

"Molly is a naughty kid, and she has caused you a lot of trouble during this time. Thank you for taking

care of Molly."

"No, no. Molly is very obedient. She can surprise every time during activities. She has a quick mind and

quick movements. It's just that she always suffers from disadvantages in the first few days. Molly was a

little unhappy. Now she's used to it and her reaction is quick."

Hearing the words, Malcolm was a little dumbfounded.

He sent Molly to the training camp just to sharpen her temperament, because she was like a boy,

always causing troubles all day long.

He didn't expect her not only to cause trouble now, but also become smart.

Several people exchanged pleasantries, and when Molly was in class again, she left excitedly, and

comforted Lyra before leaving.

"Mommy, although I'm like a little cat, just don't think that I've endured hardship. I think suffering is also

very happy. Don't worry. Bye bye, Daddy and Mommy."

Lyra sighed.

Seeing this, Malcolm put his arms around her shoulders, and couldn't help feeling. "Look, Rara, she

has really grown up."

"Yeah, but-" she looked at Malcolm with meaningful eyes, "Thanks to your good idea. When Molly

comes out of the training camp, I'm afraid she'll be even more naughty."

"What should we do then?"

...

Spencer's Math Olympiad was about to start.

During the preliminaries, parents could be in the audience, and Malcolm took Lyra to watch him

compete.

Mavis was bored abroad alone, so she followed.

The three of them arrived at the game site together.

It was a brainstorming game.

Lyra didn't expect that it was really a war without gunpowder.

There were old and young contestants. Because it was a game among elementary school students, the

age difference was still relatively large.

Standing in the crowd, it could tell Spencer was the youngest.

The parents in the audience talked a lot, and they didn't think much of him.

"You guys are not tall, and you are only in the first grade. Can you win a prize if you participate in such

a big competition?"

A man, who thought he knew everything, explained, "Whether they can win the prize, I can tell at a

glance. The first grade student is not as good as the sixth grade. Maybe his parents just want to focus

on participation process."

Mavis was dissatisfied, and whispered, "These people have never seen Spencer's power. Just wait and

see."

Lyra couldn't help feeling it a little funny.

"We parents haven't said anything yet, but you, godmother, are the first to stand up and disagree."

"I'm telling the truth. I have taken care of Molly and Spencer for so long. I think of them as my own

children."

After speaking, Mavis seemed to think of something, and couldn't help but look down at her lower

abdomen.

After she had delayed for so long, a decision must be made.

If he saw the child was so cute in the future, Anthony will not refuse the arrival, right?

Thinking of this, Mavis felt a warm feeling in her heart.

Soon the game will start.

The host came up with a question, and each contestant quickly wrote something on their own paper.

Compared to other people's rush, Spencer seemed very calm. He wrote out the formula in a leisurely

manner, and then announced the answer silently.

Someone below exclaimed, "He's the first to show the answer."

"Don't be so excited, so what about the first one? Maybe the answer is wrong. But this kid is very

courageous, and he doesn't panic at all standing on the stage."

Someone ridiculed, "Probably because he has participated in this kind of competition too much, and

he's used to failure."

Mavis wanted to speak again, but Lyra signaled her to be quiet.

"Hold on, we just have to trust Spencer and wait and see."

Mavis pouted. "I'm sorry. I'm pregnant. My hormones are disordered, and I can't calm down."