Chapter 89

Richard firmly believed that if Yvonne was going to waste time, she should do it on his Tiger Mountain, not by planting flowers.

Kelvin glanced at him, finally noticing something was off. With a calm, pleasant voice, he asked, “What brings you here today?”

Richard hesitated. What he had in mind wasn’t exactly easy to explain, who in their right mind would send a child to play with wild animals?

His gaze darted around, and to cover his nervousness, he grabbed his cup again, keeping his hands busy.

Kelvin hadn’t considered Tiger Mountain at first, but watching Richard’s restless movements made him suspicious.

“If I recall correctly, you weren’t this invested in Yvonne’s education before. Since when did you two become so close?” he asked.

That hit a nerve. Richard knew full well that his bond with Yvonne was pretty one–sided, she probably didn’t even realize it.

Feeling embarrassed, he got defensive. “I was just asking a question, and now you’re making a big deal out of it. Unbelievable!”

Kelvin didn’t react, unfazed by Richard’s attempt to twist things.

Instead, he noticed Richard’s empty cup and poured hin

nothing else, you should head back and rest.”

taking her out later,” he said casually. “If you’ve

blurted. The idea of Kelvin taking Yvonne somewhere while he

grumbling about how Kelvin wasn’t even around for Thanksgiving, he finally got

casual, he said, “I have a friend who wants to

silent look. His expression was unreadable. Then he repeated, almost mockingly, “You have

Richard replied, his tone less certain.

just like that, Kelvin figured it out. Richard was trying to take Yvonne up his damn mountain.

a deep breath, Kelvin forced a polite smile and simply said,

a dead wolf up there two days ago, there was no way he was letting her near

she needed was a childhood

boiled over. “Fine! I’ll just ask Yvonne myself! You can’t control what she wants

argue, but before he could get a word in, Richard

quickly radioed in, and someone responded right away, Yvonne

Chapter 89

soon spotted her. “Yvonne!” he called out.

a little

been so serious and cold that he seemed

like this snake?” he

approached with an unusual warmth, a kind expression no one had ever seen

by the question. Then, in her usual blunt honesty, she shook her head. “No, Grandpa, I don’t like it.”

Richard started,

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