“Yes,” Anthony said. “The schedule for the Golden Key Award has already begun. Should we monitor the entire process?”
Nelson never missed any news about the construction industry.
He nodded, “Let me see the list.”
From judges to contestants, there were many people to review, which was time-consuming and laborious. Anthony was reluctant, “The doctor said you need to rest at least ten hours a day. You shouldn’t overexert yourself.”
Upon hearing this, Nelson sneered in the shadows, “You really think I’m useless now.”
Anthony immediately bent down, “That’s not what I meant. It’s just that ever since the car accident two years ago, your health hasn’t improved. I’m thinking of your well-being.”
Mentioning this brought a fleeting sadness to Nelson’s face.
Two years ago, on a rainy night, Callie’s plane took off. Nelson drove recklessly within the second ring road, with countless planes taking off and landing overhead. He had no way of knowing which one was hers. He drove tens of kilometers just to see her off one last time.
It was the last thing he could do for her-set her free.
As dawn broke, Callie’s flight had already left Ylosea. On his way back, Nelson suddenly had a self-destructive urge.
He let go of the steering wheel and closed his eyes.
The car crashed straight into the greenbelt.
The accident was so severe that it damaged his heart, leaving Nelson bedridden for nearly six months.
With Callie gone, it was as if he were a fish out of water, unable to survive.
Realizing he loved her far more than he had imagined and needed her desperately came too late.
Countless nights, Nelson regretted not keeping her by his side.
But then he would think, even if given another chance, he might still let her go, as long as she could be happy.
Snapping out of his memories, Anthony had already brought the list. Ten judges and hundreds of contestants, each with different faces.
Nelson’s gaze was immediately drawn to a woman. A stranger’s face, yet inexplicably familiar.
“Who is this?” He pointed at a photo of someone named Alice.
Anthony glanced at it and recited from memory, “She’s a rising star in the industry, in her early twenties. Very young and talented. She’s our fellow countryman, but this photo… I don’t recognize her.”
The last few words were said cautiously.
After all, it wasn’t Callie’s face. To support his statement, Anthony quickly added, “There are several judges who are our fellow countrymen too. This one named Lily is among them.”
Her age showed she was in her thirties.
Nelson closed his eyes briefly. He had been disappointed too many times.
Anthony observed his expression. “When the selection starts, do you need to be there? Oconnor Group has invested in this competition. Several other partners are also in Switzerland. Interaction is inevitable.”
“… Let’s take a look.”
Grape played all day and soon fell asleep.
Callie held her laptop, reviewing documents while asking the man beside her, “Going back home tomorrow?”
“The team won the championship. There are many follow-up matters to handle. I’ll be busy for a while and can’t stay in Switzerland much longer,” Nick answered steadily, dressed in a white sweater.
Callie didn’t comment but acknowledged it was good news.
Nick looked at her and added, “But I still have time to take you to the venue. The flight is in the afternoon. I can take care of the child for half a day.”
“That’s so considerate,” Callie couldn’t help but exclaim. Heaven knows how important that is for a mother with a child. “Nick, you’re not a capitalist; you’re an angel.”