Chapter 42

The call ended just like that. Nadia stood still for a moment, then muttered under her breath, "Asshole." Turning on her heel, she walked away from the place that was supposed to witness promises fulfilled. At the same time, a gold Rolls-Royce was gliding smoothly down the highway toward the international airport. Callum sat in the spacious backseat, his gaze fixed on the retreating skyline outside the window. Today, he was heading to pick up a very important guest, Frank Mueller. Frank had once been Callum's doctoral advisor during his medical studies in Falveria, and he was considered a titan in the medical field. More importantly, Callum had reason to believe that Frank might know the whereabouts of the elusive Nior. Based on scattered intel, Noir was likely someone Frank had personally trained. If he could secure Nior's support, Ford Group's smart medical project could finally break past its current limitations, ushering in an entirely new era. The car pulled up to the ai