The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin)

Chapter 742 As a trash can

He suppressed the guilty consciences and reprimanded in a low voice,

"You've even scolded me. When the leader inspects, others at least know how to behave and put on a

serious work attitude. How about you? Whispering? How can I convince the public if I don't fix you?"

Mavis bowed her head and bit her lip.

In this matter, she was indeed inexperienced and deserved this loss.

Anthony was not innocent. How can he scold her in such a high-sounding manner?

"This morning, you sent me to work by the way. You knew where I am working, and knew that I am an

employee of your company, but you didn't say it. In the afternoon, you deliberately came to me to make

a fool of myself. I'm afraid this job is also told by Mr. Evans from you. Did you mean to prank?"

He let her be an employee in his company, but she can only pretend not to know him. He was

deliberately testing her loyalty to the agreement?

Anthony stopped talking, went to find the cigarette with a sullen face, and smoked one irritably.

Getting Mavis to work in the company was purely out of good intentions. He didn't want to see her

looking for unreliable jobs all day long but wanted to know if she was safe.

But after he finished cleaning the laboratory toilet tonight, he should have returned to Callahan

Residence directly, which was not the way to go the company.

All of a sudden, he made a trip to the company, just to see how Mavis was doing on her first day at

work, and to see her silly look when she found out that he was the boss.

Because Mavis said she was not familiar with him, he got angry inexplicably, and then... it happened.

He was thinking. Mavis grabbed the hem of his clothes. Her eyes were watery but she stubbornly

pursed her mouth.

"Mr. Callahan, since I agree to sign the marriage agreement with you, I will not violate the above terms

and conditions at will. You don't have to bother to test me."

"I will never let anyone in the company except Zack know about my relationship with you. I will

complete the work arranged by the company by myself, and I will not cause you any trouble, and I will

not let others think that I am taking advantage of you to get this job."

His blue eyes narrowed slightly, and he took a deep breath, feeling a little depressed.

Why not take advantage of him?

Without his influence, how could Mavis join the Callahan Group?

Moreover, what was wrong with taking advantage? Others can't have this chance if they wanted to.

"I hope you will do what you say. Since you have decided to go to work, then prove it to me. Don't let

me help you if you get screwed."

His cold and sullen tone was filled with resentment.

Mavis was stunned, "It's my first day at work. What did I do wrong?" Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

Anthony snuffed out the cigarette butt irritably, and admonished her coldly, "Stay away from the women

in the company. If something goes wrong, you will be responsible for it yourself."

"Don't worry. I won't implicate you."

She squeezed the seat belt on her body angrily and turned her face away, "What else do you want to

order? If there is nothing else, I will go back to work."

Anthony looked at his watch, "It's already time to get off work. What kind of work are you going back

to?"

"I haven't finished recording my data."

Mavis turned to open the door, only to find that it couldn't be opened and was locked by him.

Anthony started the car, stepped on the gas, and left the underground garage very quickly.

Mavis' face changed slightly with fright , and she tightened her seat belt, "What are you doing? I said

I'm going to get out of the car!"

"You should relax when you get off work. Who told you you didn't finish your work well? You are not

allowed to work overtime but go home for dinner."

Mavis stared at him blankly, being speechless for a while.

Why was he so domineering?

Anthony's icy expression seemed to say, "I'm hungry. Accompany me back to dinner."

"Mr. Callahan, you are very unreasonable. I haven't finished my work. How can I hand it over to the

supervisor tomorrow morning? You can't let me have my salary deducted on the first day of work,

right?"

Anthony sneered, driving the car intently, without any intention of turning around and going back.

"If it wasn't for Zack to speak for you, you have been fired today. You thought there is a chance to

deduct your salary?"

It was the first time Mavis had ever seen him so excessive.

As a boss, shouldn't he be very happy and supportive when he saw that employees were willing to

work overtime for free?

On the contrary, he ordered not to work overtime, and insisted on going home for dinner.

Anthony looked at her who was frowning, as if she was still a little angry. It was feeling like he was

bullying her, which made her feel weird.

He added, "In the future, in the company, you're be my employee. When you leave the company's door,

you're my wife. You have to listen to me."

Mavis bit her lip and kept her head down without speaking, feeling a little more aggrieved in her heart.

Anthony looked at her sideways from time to time, and saw that her eyes were always moist, which

complemented those extremely delicate blue eyes.

With that golden curly hair and protruding facial features, she somehow looked like an exotic little

angel, or a fairy who was bullied by him.

Anthony eased his tone, "I can lend you my study tonight."

Mavis was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at him. He was driving in a serious manner, and

he didn't even glance at her.

He was actually willing to lend his study room with great compassion ...

Mavis suddenly found him pleasing to the eye again, and she couldn't be mad.

She accepted it, "Thank you Mr. Callahan."

Anthony looked at the road in front of him, heard her softly thanking him, raised his eyebrows, and felt

a lot better.

The two were silent all the way, but the atmosphere in the car was quite harmonious.

...

At night.

Mavis occupied Anthony's computer and sat at Anthony's chair.

This was a soft and comfortable office chair that was unbelievably real.

Mavis touched the armrest of the chair curiously, and smiled.

As soon as Anthony came in with a glass of milk, he saw the smile on her face.

She was just sitting in his chair and can be happy like this. She was a simple and superficial woman.

He coughed lightly, walked slowly to the desk, took out a USB flash drive from his trousers pocket and

gave it to her.

"What Zack copied on your computer should be the documents you haven't finished yet. Take it and

continue to work on it, so as not to say that I'm being unreasonable and that you won't be allowed to

work overtime."

Mavis was pleasantly surprised to take over the USB drive.

Unexpectedly, he even thought of such details. She was already ready to redo everything tonight.

The USB was connected to the computer, and even the picture data that needed to be entered were

quite complete.

This USB flash drive was a treasure for her who was in the stage of internship.

"Thank you, Mr. Callahan. You're so nice. I have a bad attitude this afternoon. I shouldn't make a fuss

with you. Please don't take it seriously."

She smiled and apologized very sincerely.

Anthony's face was expressionless. His attitude was still unbelievably cold, but he felt a little happy in

his heart.

With a sullen face, he put the milk on the desk, "I had poured a glass of milk to drink, but when it was

served, I suddenly didn't want to drink it. Here's it for you."

Mavis, who was browsing the computer data, twitched the corners of her mouth.

Was she a trash can?

Given that Anthony helped her tonight, she didn't say anything but accepted that she was a trash can

that he can throw anything to her, "Okay, I'll drink it later."

"Be sure to remember to drink it. Although the Callahan family is rich, wasting is shameful."