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Chapter 1120 Alistair Must Be Raised In The Callahan Family

Chapter 1120 Alistair Must Be Raised in the Callahan Family

"You!" The old elder was so angry that his beard almost flew off, with a grim face and full of resentment.

But Paloma didn't care; she just snorted heavily at him and took her precious grandson out of the hall,

still cooing, "Don't argue with these old-fashioned people. They have always had the idea that men are

superior to women and think they're better than everyone else."

Anthony chuckled lightly, "I don't care what they say." With his grandmother defending him like this, he

had nothing to worry about. His previous displeasure dissipated quite a bit.

Paloma continued to lead him into the hall while saying, "Yes, no matter what they say, those old things

will be in their graves soon enough anyway. After all is said and done, you will be the one in charge of

the family."

Anthony nodded silently as he followed behind Paloma obediently - something he never did in front of

others.

"However, Anthony," she said seriously after a while, "there's one thing I need to make clear before we

proceed. You must kneel down first."

As soon as they reached the hall, Paloma's tone became serious again as she pointed towards a

nearby cushion.

Anthony walked over slowly and knelt down on it.

Paloma stood beside him then let out a deep sigh before continuing, "As your grandmother and

relative, I really hope that you can reconcile with Mavis. After all, she chased after you for five years

before finally having your baby boy. You should be grateful for her love."

Anthony nodded solemnly but firmly replied, "Grandmother, please rest assured. I have already

realized many things from our past."

"That's good," She paused briefly then added sternly," But Anthony if... and I mean if... you can't win

back Mavis' heart even though it means going through divorce proceedings eventually, Alistair's

custody cannot be given up under any circumstances."

A frown appeared on Anthony's handsome face as he pursed his lips tightly without saying anything.

Paloma sighed again," Although I really like Mavis very much, Alistair's welfare comes first no matter

what happens. Not only am I your grandmother but also an elder of the Callaghan family. As such, the

future heir whom our family has nurtured must remain within our family name. Do you understand me?"

With his head lowered, Anthony fell into long silence, which made Paloma realize immediately how

serious this issue was for him. She walked up to him then emphasized forcefully, "Look at me when I'm

talking to you, Anthony! There is no room for discussion regarding Alistair's custody. You must give me

your words."

Paloma knew he felt guilty about Mavis and was worried that he would give Alistair to her in an attempt

to make up for it. Without getting a definite answer, Paloma wouldn't let it go.

Anthony still avoided eye contact with her and spoke vaguely, "Grandma, I won't let things get to that

point. I won't divorce Mavis and won't face custody battles either. You can trust me."

Paloma shook her head, "I hope for the best outcome too, but I don't trust you or Mavis."

"Last time Mavis came here, I noticed that she no longer had the passionate love for you in her eyes

when she mentioned your name. She was numb and cold. She's not the same girl who only had eyes

for you anymore."

Anthony's hand at his side slowly clenched as his chest grew tight while he held back.

Paloma squatted down and spoke with great concern, "She has no light in her eyes when she looks at

you now but there is obvious love and indulgence on her face when it comes to Alistair. My guess is

that Alistair is now where she finds solace. If your relationship cannot be salvaged, then there's no way

she'll give up custody of him."

"So Anthony," Paloma continued firmly, "you must promise me whether out of guilt or compensation, do

not have any designs on Alistair. His custody must remain solely with our family."

The atmosphere inside the ancestral hall was heavy and serious.

Kane found out Anthony went along with Paloma into the ancestral hall so he came looking for them.

The door wasn't closed so Kane heard what Paloma said as soon as he arrived at the entrance

causing his heart to tremble violently.

It was clear that Paloma would not budge on this issue of Alistair's custody rights.

But... Anthony already gave signed divorce papers over, which also granted custody rights over Alistair

to Mavis.

If Paloma was aware of this truth, then surely all hell would break loose within their family! What should

Anthony do?

He paced back-and-forth anxiously outside of the ancestral hall. Inside, Anthony blinked calmly

maintaining composure and saying, "Okay Grandma, I promise. You don't have anything worry about

regarding Alistair."

"I want your assurance. I want you to swear that if you can't do it, if you give up the right to raise the

future heir of our family and let Alistair leave the protection of our family, I won't have the face to meet

your grandfather. It would be better for me to find a rope and hang myself in your room."

"Grandma, you're exaggerating."

Anthony finally looked up and explained to Paloma, "Even if I give Alistair to Mavis, he will still be under

the protection of our family. When he grows up, he will still be the heir of our family. He..."

"Anthony!" Paloma roared, interrupting him. "How dare you say you didn't have any intention to harm

Alistair? You just promised me earlier, and you were just trying to deceive me!"

She stated her position carefully, word by word, "The heir of our family must be raised within our family,

receive the best education and training. There is no room for negotiation on this matter. I have always

been gentle with you siblings, but this is a matter of principle. If you cannot comply, then I will..."

"Grandma," Anthony frowned, "she'd been away for five years with severe depression. Her wrists are

scarred from multiple cuts. The only thing she can think of now is Alistair."

Paloma was stunned, her back stiffened with the cane in hand, and she remained silent for a long time.

Mavis was her beloved daughter-in-law who was a naive and kind-hearted girl. Despite enduring so

much hardship, she still managed to tug at her heartstrings.

The ancestral hall had quieted down.

Neither Paloma nor Anthony spoke again.

The tense atmosphere was somewhat subtle, and Kane at the door noticed it. He knocked on the door

panel and said, "Madam, Callahan Group has some urgent business that requires Mr. Callahan to

handle immediately."

Paloma's eyes turned slightly red as she turned her back and said, "You can go."

With permission granted, Anthony slowly stood up, bowed slightly towards Paloma, and turned to

leave.

As he approached the door, Paloma called out to him, "Anthony, make sure to visit her more often and

bring Alistair over on the weekend."

Anthony said, "He has tutoring work over the weekend, so I'll let Alistair stay at home. I'll have her

come over to keep him company and chat with you."

Paloma didn't say anything else and said, "You decide."

...

Since the incident in court, Mavis hadn't seen Anthony for several days, but she often came across

news about him.

Callahan Group stock price rose, so he should be busy and engaged in international trade.

Raymond didn't think so, sipping his milk tea and talking trash. "Sis, remember what I said before?

Anthony is definitely lying to you. He said he's chasing after you, but we haven't seen him in days.

What a two-faced guy."

Mavis just laughed and continued knitting with the wool. "Well, in half a month I'll sign the papers This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

anyway. If he doesn't come to bother me by then, isn't that what you want?"

"That's true," Raymond felt much better.

Moore sat at a nearby table dealing with business for their company and had no interest in commenting

on Anthony anymore.

As for Mavis, she was too busy to care whether or not Anthony showed up.

Winter was coming soon and she wanted to knit a soft scarf for Alistair before it arrived.

Knock knock--

Suddenly there was knocking on the door.

Without ordering takeout or expecting any visitors, they knew who it must be without even thinking

about it.

Raymond complained as he went to open the door, "Look who's here! This guy is an expert at offering

false kindness."

However, when the door opened...

The man standing outside wasn't Anthony.