Chapter 1524
Belinda crossed her arms and smirked. âAlright, enough with your sweet talk. Time to put on your
professional hat. Otherwise, my aunt won't believe that you're a certified psychologist.â
With a gentle amusement in his eyes, Callum tilted his head, looking towards Ellinor, who was sitting
on the other side of the living room, cradling a child.
A flicker of surprise crossed his experienced gaze as he strolled over. Polite as ever, he extended a
hand. âHello, Ms. Mendoza. Belinda's always singing your praises.â
Ellinor put down âAdrian,â rose to her feet leisurely, and exchanged a brief handshake with the
psychologist. âHello.â
Before Callum could register the warmth of her hand, it was already withdrawn. This brief contact
allowed him to form a preliminary judgment about Ellinorâs character.
"Please, have a seat. Let's sit down and chat.â
Ellinor didn't consider herself a guest, but a client. So, she didn't waste any time on formalities and
sat down.
"Would you like a drink?â Callum asked, the picture of gentlemanly charm.
"A glass of water would be nice. Thank you, replied Ellinor.
After a slight nod, Callum turned his soft gaze to âAdrian, who was sitting next to Ellinor. âAnd what
about you, young man? What would you like to drink? I have just about everything here.â
âAdrianâ remained silent, apparently not fond of this man in his white coat. He didn't appreciate the
way he was looking at his mom.
Ellinor spoke for her son. âA bottle of cola, please.â
Callum smiled. âAlright.â
After his acknowledgment, he instructed his housekeeper to prepare the drinks. Then he looked at
Ellinor curiously. âMost mothers dislike carbonated drinks for their children. You donât seem to mind,
Ms. Mendoza?"
"Of course it's not good to drink them regularly, but occasionally is fine. He's a bit tense right now.
A âhappy drink might help him relax.â
Callum nodded in understanding.
A somewhat annoyed Belinda came over with her arms still crossed. âHey! Dr. Callum, I'm your
regular guest; aren't you going to ask me what I want to drink?â
Callum looked at Belinda. âAs a regular, I don't need to be so formal with you. If you want a drink,
help yourself from the fridge. Isn't that how it's always been when you come over?â
Belinda snorted. âYou'll lose me as a client if you keep this up!â
Callum chuckled. âAlright, no more teasing. Didn't you say you were bringing a friend over for a
consultation? Is it Ms. Mendoza?"
Belinda nodded. âYes, it's her!â
Callum was now in professional mode, and his demeanor became slightly serious. âMs. Mendoza,
what brings you in for consultation today?â
Ellinor gently patted âAdrianâ on the shoulder. âIt's not me; it's my son.