Chapter 1121: Fabricated Recording

She wrinkled her nose and turned around. Jaquan was leaning against the doorframe with a faint smile. "You're not young anymore, don't drink yourself to death." He smirked, "Concerned about me? What did I do to deserve that?" Callie shot him a glare and pulled a recording pen from her bag. "I'm just worried that if you die, no one will supply me with the medicine." Jaquan's gaze fell on the object in her hand. "Looks like you've seen Reuben having an episode." "Indeed, thanks to you, I had to get information out of Nelson." Callie pressed play on the recording pen, and a somewhat vague voice began to flow out. The scene was from last night when she finished drafting a proposal on the balcony. Nelson had poured her a glass of warm water, and they exchanged a few words about Grape. Then Callie hesitated before asking, "I remember, two years ago Cyrus was in your custody. Didn't the authorities care? He's an important prisoner." Nelson was cautious. "Why are you suddenly asking ab