"Hurry up and take the check, while I haven't regretted it yet."
Russell stared at her for a moment, then said, "Answer me a question, and the check will be yours."
"What is it?" Chelsea raised her eyes.
"What did Nathan talk to you about?"
Chelsea paused and pursed her lips. "Your mom didn't receive the white truffles. If you are busy, you can tell me. You don't have to lie to her."
Russell was stunned, and his expression became gloomy. "Do you think I didn't give it to her on purpose?"
"It's fine if you do it on purpose or not. Anyway, if you can't do it, it's best not to promise others easily."
Russell frowned and wanted to say something. Winston knocked on the door and entered.
"Mr. Murillo, Mrs. Murillo, the procedures are done. Mr. Murillo, you can be discharged now," Winston
