Chapter 21

After finishing the meeting, Elliot returned to Luna Heights Hotel. His assistant noticed the tired look on his face and asked, "Mr. Grant, are we still going to the Aether Group dinner later?" "No." Elliot rubbed his temples. His brows twisted into a sharp frown, and there was a cold edge in his eyes. "You've got a headache again?" his assistant asked with concern. "Should I call a doctor?" "No. A couple of pills will do." "I'll have the hotel bring dinner up, so you can take it after eating." "Yeah." The assistant called for room service, and after about ten minutes, a round-faced waitress appeared pushing a meal cart. Elliot suddenly said, "Tell Charisse to come up." His assistant blinked, a bit surprised he remembered a hotel worker's name. The round-faced waitress spoke up, "Sorry, Mr. Grant. Charisse took the night off." Elliot's hand stilled on his forehead. "She's sick?" "No, not sick. Something came up. She was here earlier but got called away. Same person as last time." Ellio