Chapter 607: Old Possessions

Callie was confused and cautiously reached for his hand. "Wh...what's wrong?" Nelson glanced at the woman beside him. Her eyes were like clear streams, innocent and unworldly. With silent violence, he said, "From now on, don't talk to me." Callie withdrew her hand in fear at his attitude, grievance welling up in her eyes. A large group of people followed in his footsteps. Anthony couldn't bear it and pulled Callie aside. "Madam, don't blame Mr. Oconnor. If anyone else had done what you just did today, even if it were me, I wouldn't be in this world anymore." Callie blinked. "Is it that serious?" Out of courtesy, Nelson escorted Jamir to the door. The weather was still very cold. Jamir took a scarf from his assistant and politely said, "Mr. Oconnor, we'll take our leave now. See you next time." Nelson's impatience was evident. He turned to leave but suddenly stopped, staring at the scarf in Jamir's hand. In a flash, anger surged. The signature on the scarf bore the letter C.