Callie drank too much and seemed to reveal her true nature, showing a great fear of Nelson.
As he approached, Litzy and her male colleague got a clear look at Nelson’s face. They exchanged glances, their minds reeling as if an atomic bomb had exploded.
How could it be Nelson?
How could Nelson be involved with Callie?
They were speechless for a long time.
Nelson didn’t even glance at them. He walked straight over and picked Callie up in his arms.
At first, Callie resisted, but then she smelled the tobacco on him and calmed down, smiling as if she had split personalities. “Nelson!”
Nelson only looked at her, giving her a discreet pat. “Who allowed you to drink?”
Callie pouted again, on the verge of tears like a child.
Nelson held her and started to walk out. The secretary picked up Callie’s belongings and thanked them. “Please keep what you saw tonight confidential.”
Nelson had important matters to attend to tonight. There was a trade war going on, and things were unstable both domestically and internationally. As the head of a leading company, he was significantly affected. Regardless, appearances had to be maintained.
So, he had been very busy these days.
Callie’s phone call disrupted his plans.
The moment he heard the man’s voice, Nelson felt a surge of anger.
The woman in his arms was still moving around. She didn’t seem drunk anymore. Lying in Nelson’s arms, she looked up at him with a charming smile. “Nelson, why are you here?”
Nelson pinched her face hard. “If I didn’t come, how would you get home?”
Callie suddenly sat up and leaned close to him, reeking of alcohol. “But you didn’t come yesterday…”
“Sorry, next time you can come directly to Oconnor Group to find me.”
The noisy woman suddenly quieted down. Her eyes were wet as if she thought of something. She waved her hand. “Forget it, you’re not mine anyway.”
Drunk women were hard to deal with. Nelson could read many people’s minds but not that of a drunk woman.
Back at Paucaster Villa Complex, Nelson carried Callie to bath her. She kept mumbling, “I want to go home.”
Nelson paused, his expression unreadable. “You’re already home.”
“This is not my home.”
Her mind was clear.
Nelson’s lips parted slightly. “Then where is it? Reuben’s place?”
“That’s not my home either. A place with mom and dad is home.”
This sentence made Nelson stop his actions and look at her with an inexplicable feeling of pity.
“Nelson, I don’t have mom and dad.”
Seeing her flushed face from drinking and the emptiness in her heart that needed something to fill it, Nelson felt frustrated. He wrapped Callie in a large bath towel like a child and carried her to the bed, gently kissing her eyes. “Be good, sleep first, okay?”
He didn’t know much about Callie’s background, only that her original family wasn’t happy.
Callie’s face was flushed from drinking. She felt waves of emptiness inside her that needed something to fill it-anything would do.
So she pulled off the towel and suddenly threw herself onto Nelson, kissing him without hesitation.
She knew he was Nelson; that’s why she dared to be so reckless.
Nelson hadn’t planned on touching Callie tonight. But she was rarely this proactive, quickly igniting his desire. He had to admit she had skills; even after all this time, he wasn’t tired of her.
That night, passion filled the air.
Seeing the exhausted woman beneath him, Nelson felt an unexpected mix of cruelty and satisfaction.
Callie briefly regained consciousness and saw the man above her. She stuck out her tongue to lick his lips. Nelson’s reason was slipping away as he half-gently, half-warningly said, “Callie, you should know the consequences of betraying me.”