Leonel cut her off, his voice laced with bitterness.
âRegain some of its function, right?â
His sarcastic tone left Noreen speechless.
She noticed that Leonel had been quite moody lately, especially since Alexisâ return.
She wondered if the issue was more with his heart than his body.
Reluctantly, she released her grip but remained vigilant, ready to catch him should he falter.
âI donât need you watching me Like Iâm a toddler!â Leonel snapped, as though he had eyes in the back of his head.
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Noreen sighed and turned to retrieve the wheelchair, while Leonel made his way to the clubâs entrance.
As Noreen had mentioned, it was drizzling outside.
The rain was light, yet it had dampened the pavement.
His car was only ten meters away, but the wet, slippery ground made the distance seem greater.
Behind him, Noreen called out anxiously, âLet me help you, Mr.
Douglas.
â
Leonel stubbornly refused and continued towards the car, relying heavily on his right leg.
Despite his efforts to appear unaffected, the reality was starkly evident.
Clearly, he was not the same as before.
The rain intensified, pelting down harder and harder.
Despite the challenge, Leonelâs stubbornness prevailed.
Noreen, trailing closely behind, was moved by his determination.
Tears welled up in her eyes, but she fought to hold them back, reminding herself that her role was to assist and follow her employerâs commands without question.
Eventually, Leonel made it to the car on his own.
Breathing heavily, he leaned against the door, his left leg trembling under the strain and pain.
Unaware of his boss was making his way there, the driver remained inside.
Noreen dashed forward, paying no attention to her own drenched clothes, and opened the door for Leonel.
Startled by the noise, the driver hurried out to assist him into the car, apologizing profusely, âIâm sorry, Mr.
Douglas.
I didnât notice you.
â
Although Leonel was known for his short temper, the driver relied on this well-paying job to support his family and was anxious not to jeopardize it.
Fortunately, Leonel seemed more weary than angry.
He maneuvered himself into the back seat and instructed dismissively, âThatâs all right.
Letâs go.
â
âYes, sir,â the driver responded, quickly closing the door for him.
After helping Noreen stow the wheelchair in the trunk, the driver pleaded for her to speak favorably of him.
Noreen whispered urgently, âHurry up.
Donât dwell on this now.
Mr.
Douglas isnât in the best mood today.
â
Understanding that Noreen often knew how to handle their boss, the driver scrambled back to his seat without further delay.
Noreen settled into the car just as they were preparing to leave.
Just then, Alexis emerged with her companion.
Her car had broken down earlier.
The man with her, Hnak Flores, was not only interested in a partnership with Alexisâ law firm but also in a_ romantic relationship with Alexis herself.
As both were single, he was using the business meeting as an opportunity to connect with Alexis on a personal level.
Seizing the opportunity, Hank offered Alexis a ride.
âLet me drive you back, Miss Fowler.
Itâs not easy to find a taxi in this weather.
â