Chapter 142

Nicole only treated people whom she believed were destined to receive her treatment. Since she had encountered this peculiar man today, she was quite intrigued. She took a couple of steps toward Carl. Caught off guard, Carl clenched his fingers tightly around the chair's armrest. "What do you want?" "No offense, but do you still feel your legs?" Nicole asked. Carl's gaze turned cold, and he responded with a stern voice, "What does it have to do with you?" Rather than insisting on examining his legs, Nicole pulled out a business card. "If you want to try walking again, come find me. I don't charge much for those who are destined to meet me." She placed the card on a nearby table. "Considering you can casually throw around an ancient vintage piece, you should be able to afford my fees." Without waiting for a response, she turned to leave. Carl stared at her card on the table. Just as he was about to reach for it, Nicole, who had exited the door, added, "You should decide soon. I