Chapter 517

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