Chapter 82
Kaleb didn’t look at me, his gaze was fixed shead, his face darkened. The waiter walked past or holding array
I shouted, “Hello, give me a glass of wine‘
Kalch turned to look at me, and when the waiter brought the strong liquor, Kalels was the first to grab it and said, “Give her a cocktail.*
The waiter politely responded, “Okay, sir.” Then, a low–alcohol cocktail was handed to me. I nok the cup and drank it all in one gulp. The eweet cocktail, with a hint of alcohol, surged up my throat, causing me to purse my lips. My already distressed heart, as if bewitched by the alcohol, inexplicably welled up with tears. My watery eyes were clear and lively, with a hint of misty haziness in their coldness, which was intoxicatingly beautiful.
Kaleb watched as I finished drinking, my Adam’s apple moved, and I tilted my head back to finish the strong lique in my glass.
“Can I let go now?” I asked impatiently.
Perhaps it was the burning sensation of the strong liquor, Kaleb exhaled lightly and said, “You have been sleeping early and waking up early lately; I haven’t had a chance to talk to you.”
I gave a bitter smile and said, “It’s your messed up daily routine; how did it become my problem? If you need something, you can knock on my door, call me, or come home earlier. I don’t think it’s a difficult thing to do.”
Kaleb remained silent, his enigmatic black eyes fixing on me. I was feeling a bit nervous as I asked softly, “What do you want from me?”
“Wellbio Medical Corp, which I fully owned, was ready to be put on the agenda for investment.”
I gave a slight start and looked at him. What does it mean? Did he establish a new company to invest in me? He was indeed a man with a business mind, able to accurately sniff out opportunities. If it had been two weeks ago, I would have been very happy. But now, let’s forget about it.
I decisively refused. “No need, thank you.”
Kaleb’s eyes darkened slightly; he didn’t say anything, and after a stiff pause of over ten seconds, he slowly released my wrist.
- Brace #
Chapter 83
