“Guess.”
Callie immediately looked at the street beside them. It wasn’t the road to the Paucaster Villa Complex. She closed her eyes and guessed blindly, “Club Paradise? You promised me you wouldn’t go there again. Are you still infatuated with those big-breasted girls? Does your word mean nothing? Nelson, how could you? I really misjudged you…”
“Shut up.” Nelson couldn’t bear it any longer and interrupted her nonsense.
Callie choked, “Then it must be Kenker Hotel. Another business meeting? I’m not getting you out of the trouble this time. Work is exhausting unless you pay me double.”
When she wanted to talk, she could talk a lot. Nelson listened with a slight smile and suddenly asked, “Where were you the other night?”
Callie clutched her heart, feeling a bad premonition. She played dumb, “Which night? Wasn’t I with you every night?”
“The night I went to the hospital because of the accident at the construction site.”
Instantly, Callie almost suffocated in the oppressive atmosphere. She never expected Nelson to know. How did he find out?
“I was having dinner with colleagues from the design department and then went home. You know that.”
As soon as she said it, Callie knew she was done for, but she couldn’t think of a better cover.
Nelson liked to smoke when he was irritated. He casually took out a pack of cigarettes, tore off the thin film, and pulled out a cigarette but didn’t light it. He just held it under his nose, smelling it repeatedly while staring at her meaningfully.
He didn’t speak. Callie couldn’t help but probe, “Didn’t bring a lighter? I have one.”
She took a lighter from her bag. After a few times of lighting cigarettes, she developed this habit. She lit the fire and moved it closer to him. Nelson turned his head away, and she missed.
The flame danced on his face, highlighting his strong and heroic brow.
Callie feared him and respected him.
“Nelson…”
He put away the cigarette without lighting it. “I don’t like deception. Don’t let it happen again.”
He didn’t say it explicitly, but he saw through Callie’s thoughts clearly. She felt an emptiness inside. Even though she hadn’t done anything wrong, she felt extremely guilty and filled with grievance.
She didn’t speak, not knowing what to say. Nelson’s demeanor suggested he didn’t want to hear any explanations.
Their destination was indeed Kenker Hotel.
Nelson had a business meeting. This time there were no big-breasted models, only a few middle-aged men sitting at the main table, surrounded by dishes.
One of the men was Chief Gamble from the Splendor Estate project. “Nelson, you’re finally here. We’ve been waiting for you.”
Nelson took off his coat and handed it to Callie, smiling faintly, “Traffic jam.”
There were two tables in the private room, one for men and one for women, who seemed to be accompanying family members, all looking glamorous and wealthy.
Callie guessed this meeting wouldn’t be too serious.
“Go greet the ladies,” Nelson said softly, his smile not reaching his eyes.
Callie hesitated for a moment but had no choice but to brace herself and walk over. A plump woman quickly stood up to greet her, “I’ve heard about Nelson’s marriage recently. Didn’t expect it to be true. Mrs. Oconnor is quite beautiful. Finally met you.”
The women were playing cards with a few chips beside them, all scrutinizing Callie.
“Nice to meet you all,” she forced a smile, feeling out of place.
The woman looked haughty, “Just call me Mrs. Gamble. I don’t think I’ve seen Mrs. Oconnor before. Are you an outsider?”
Outsider… Callie pondered the meaning of the term in her mind, “Sort of. Just call me Callie.”