Chapter 274 A Trap
Callen Feroch looked at the outstretched hand. She looked thinner than she was before.
Without a word, he stretched out his hand to hold the frail palm. There was a sense of mismatch when the calloused palm grabbed the weak-looking palm.
His heart ached with discomfort... ‘She has grown thin.
‘Maybe if I had given her the 500,000 bucks that time, she wouldn’t be like this today.’
Her fingertips brushed his hand a little…
"Mr. Callen, please have some self-respect."
Callen froze... ‘Self-respect? Did she just ask me to have some self-respect?’
With a little unwillingness, he put down his hand that held her palm.
His gaze fell on the scar on her forehead. It reminded him of the time when he felt a tiny itch on his lips when he gently kissed her scar. He abruptly turned his head to prevent himself
from touching it again.
"This scar..."
"Mr. Callen, I think I may have miscalculated our collaboration this time.” As she patted down her clothes, she said, "So, I'll leave."
If she
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