Chapter 1168: The Disabled Woman

Since stepping down from the forefront, Nelson had far fewer tasks to handle. Only major decisions required his direct involvement, especially here in Anbusea. The man in the back seat wore a grim expression. Watching Callie’s car fade into the distance, he grew increasingly frustrated. “To the hotel,” he ordered. Anthony hesitated, momentarily confused. “Uh?” “What do you mean, ‘uh’?” “Nothing, sir. Nothing.” When Callie arrived at Jaquan’s office, she was being pushed in a wheelchair by Kieran. She looked exhausted, so much so that everyone assumed she was there to cause trouble. Especially when she declared, “I’m here to see Mr. Cross.” The receptionist, visibly nervous, asked, “Do you have an appointment?” “No. Just call him and tell him a crippled woman is here to see him,” Callie said, amused by her own words. The receptionist didn’t dare make the call. “Mr. Cross isn’t in.” “I don’t believe you,” Callie replied flatly. “It’s a workday.” “But Mr.