After divorce I am a billionaire

If these things were affected, she can't afford it at all! Mavis struggled to get out of the car, but couldn't even open the door because the front of the car was deformed by the impact.

She turned her head with great effort, glanced at the driver who was also unable to move, and asked, "Have the things in the trunk been affected?" The driver nodded, "This car overtookat a few intersections. It should be on purpose.” Mavis frowned. Who was going to hurt her? It was just a small scale before, but this tit directly rose to life-threatening? "What should | do now?" "Don't worry. I've already called the towing company.” As soon as the driver finished speaking, there was a sudden vibration of the car body and the sound of jingling. Mavis was shocked. Someone was doing something to the trunk.

"No! Don't smash it!" Mavis wanted to get out of the car very anxiously, but she still couldn't move, and could only watch the group of people wreak havoc.

After a while, someone cto open the car door.

"What are you going to do?" Mavis shouted loudly. The car door was suddenly opened from the outside, and a strange person appeared, not from the group just now.

The man helped her unbuckle her seat belt and removed the weight that was pressing on Mavis' calf, and she was finally able to get out of the car.

There was a cut on the calf. The scratch was shocking, and blood was oozing.

Mavis didn't have tto take care of the wound, and limped to see the condition of the goods on the car.

Most of the things were destroyed. At least tens of thousands of dollars would be lost.

Mavis couldn't help feeling sad. The salary she got in a month was less than 1800 dollars. If she needed to compensate it, it would cost her half a year's salary.

The man who rescued her from the car just now cover, and behind him a group of people dressed as bodyguards were escorting the group of people who just made the trouble.

"Miss Parker, an ambulance will cto take you to the hospital soon. We'll leave first." "Wait a minute!" Mavis stopped him, walked up to the detainees, and asked, "Who the hell are you? Who sent you here?" Aman looked like a hooligan smiled, "We only take money to do things. Whoever givesmoney, | will smash it." He didn't care what he said. Mavis gritted her teeth angrily, and slapped him twice neatly.

There were two bangs, loud and heavy.

"Shameless! Do you know how important these things are to me!" "Your stuff is none of my business." The man hummed softly in disdain, and was about to taunt. Mavis kicked him with her uninjured leg, hitting the man's crotch.

"Ah! What the fuck! It's too cruel..." He was trembling with pain, and he was startled to realize that this kick might kill him.

Mavis was still about to beat him up, and the ambulance arrived just at this tand cdown with the stretcher.

"Miss Parker, don't worry. We will send these things to the company for you." It was the man who had just rescued her who was talking. Mavis didn't know him, and she didn't feel at ease to hand these things into their hands.

The man seemed to see her concerns, and explained with a smile, "I'm from Mr. Callahan. Miss Parker, don't worry." Mr. Callahan's people.

The words seemed to reassure her a lot in an instant, and she nodded in agreement.

The stretcher was carried over. Mavis was sent to the ambulance by nurses, and went to the hospital to wait for the examination.

After she relaxed, she just felt groggy. She didn't know if she had been hit by a concussion, and her body was in pain.

She was leaning on the stretcher in the ambulance, and her arm hurt badly. It seemed that she had exhausted all her strength for beating that man just now, and now she didn't even have the strength to raise her hand.

Who was that group of people who deliberately bumped into her today? Who wanted to put her to death? Office of the President, Callahan Group.

Several men who were tied up were thrown in an open space. Their mouths were stuffed with rags and sealed with tape.

Anthony folded his hands on his lap, giving off a strong sense of oppression, which was chilling.

It was quiet.

Deathly quiet.

The gangsters who had an exaggerated opinion of their abilities were scared the moment they met Anthony, with fear in their eyes, because they felt the death! Several men in black wearing sunglasses stood next to them. Anthony turned the chair around.

"Who sent you to do it?" A gangster swallowed his saliva, "No one instigated. We just did it because we thought it didn't look pleasing to the eye. Do we need a reason to destroy it?" "Beat." Anthony gave an order, and several men in black picked up electric batons.

Soon there were wailing sounds in the office.

Anthony lit a cigarette, slowly exhaled a puff of smoke ring, and looked at these beaten gangsters with cold eyes.

Within two minutes, Zack cover with a surveillance video and handed it to Anthony.

"Mr. Callahan, we found it. This is a recording of someone contacting them." With the capabilities of Callahan Group, it was too easy to find people who contact them.

The sound was played, and the conversations on both sides were detailed enough.

"This is the woman you want to attack. | don’t care what method you use, as long as you don't let her go smoothly. One hundred thousand dollars will be credited to the card after it." "Alright Miss Donovan, leave this matter to us.” The gangster couldn't help but widen his eyes when he heard the loud voice. The place where they met was very hidden, so how could they be found out? Anthony stood up, squatted in front of the gangster, and asked in a deep voice, "Who is the Miss Donovan you're talking about?" "I... 1 don't know." Anthony snorted, "Bring Cambria Donovan from the logistics department over here." The cigarette butt popped out and just fell into the gangster's clothes. He trembled instantly, screaming from being burned.

Logistics department.

"Cambria, cout. Mr. Callahan is looking for you." Cambria was gossiping with the people around her. When she was called suddenly, she was a little surprised.

The elevator went up. Cambria arranged the clothes in the elevator and secretly put on her makeup.

Watching her movements, Zack sneered.

Now he just let her be proud for another two minutes, and she will cry in a while.

Ding-- The elevator door opened, and Cambria hurried after Zack.

The top floor was where Anthony worked, and ordinary employees like them had never had the opportunity to go to this floor.

This was Cambria's first there.

"Zack, did Mr. Callahan really not tell you what he askedto do?" To be honest, Cambria was still a little nervous. She was afraid that if she said something wrong, Mr. Callahan would be upset.

She was not as pretty as Mavis, and as capable as Nyla.

Zack didn't explain, and knocked on the door of the president's office.

"Cin." With Anthony's indifferent voice, Cambria's body stiffened in an instant, and her heart began to beat wildly.

Cambria swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva. When she saw those gangsters, her legs went weak.

Anthony stared at her, and asked lazily, "Do you know these people on the ground?" Cambria shook her head, "Mr. Callahan, | don't know." Anthony played with the watch in his hand and snorted coldly, "You will know." He gave him a look, and the bodyguard swung the electric baton again in front of Cambria.

It was the first tfor Cambria to see this kind of scene, and she was so scared that she sat on the ground, "Mr. Callahan ...you...what do you want to say?"