All Too Late

“Well then, when did your affair with Christopher begin?” Samuel asked coldly.

Kathleen leered at him sideways. “Do you truly want to know? Aren’t you afraid of getting triggered?”

“I am,” Samuel answered. His tone was bone-chilling.

“So don’t ask.” Kathleen paused, hesitating. She then continued, “I take a person’s privacy very seriously. Hence, I have no interest in sharing my private life with outsiders.”

Kathleen’s word echoed in Samuel’s mind. Outsiders?

A shadow gradually enshrouded his eyes. She called me family not long ago, but now I’m an outsider?

“It’s done. You can eat now.” Kathleen turned off the fire at the stove.

She then moved the plate of pasta out to the dining room.

Meanwhile, Samuel tried to stamp out the hostility in his eyes, attempting to regain his composure. “Thank you.”

“All right, enjoy your meal. I’m heading home now.” Kathleen removed her apron and got ready to leave.

Samuel paused for a moment, then asked, “Would you stay and talk for a bit?”

Kathleen gazed at him serenely. “I’m going to bed. The face of a female celebrity is of utmost importance. No botox injections can compare to the benefits of beauty sleep.”

Samuel stared at her in return.

Kathleen had spoken calmly without spite. She was merely stating a fact.

It appeared as if she was undeniably treating Samuel as an average family member.

“Okay, then. Goodnight,” Samuel uttered in disbelief.

Nevertheless, there was nothing he could do about it.

He had no other choice. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to grow closer to Kathleen in his entire lifetime.

When Kathleen approached the doorway, she swiveled around. “Samuel, please revoke my VIP status from the malls.”

Samuel looked at her coldly. “All you need to do is not spend your money there. I’ll stop the subscriptions then.”

“I’ll pay you back next time.” Kathleen desired a clean slate with him.

Samuel glared at her. “Will you be spending Charles’ money?”

“Of course.” Kathleen tipped her head up, then declared proudly, “He’s my brother after all.”

So why can’t you spend my money instead?” Samuel was slightly peeved by then. “Or is it that you don’t want to be family with me? I don’t mind

I understand.” Kathleen always had

then turned

had a sunny-side-up egg on it. The egg was round and reminded him of Kathleen’s

corner of his thin lips arched

back to the Johnson

moment she stepped into the house, she heard

a gloomy expression on his face. “Where did you

a meal with Gemma and Benjamin,” Kathleen explained. “I even bought you a

“You had only a meal with them? That’s still

was secretly angry, thinking that Kathleen was

then confessed, “I

I thought it was

members. He

“Haha! I will never be his brother. It’ll be asking

care about all that. In the end, if you do somehow enrage him to the point where he no longer wants to be my family, he’ll

Charles was rendered speechless.

made

his

him. “That’s right. You don’t believe it’s

true. But if it’s Samuel, I don’t believe

Kathleen’s family is probably just a way for him to buy more time. I bet it’s so that he could get closer to her.

flatly. She then spoke with indifference. “Charles, not even I know what Samuel is planning. But, at least, with a deal like this, he won’t intervene if we decide to leave one day. Otherwise, once everything is settled, do you honestly

Charles pursed his lips.

he was not afraid of Samuel, Charles feared that Kathleen would be the one to pay for it if Samuel did end up plaguing

She was not a fool. “You should learn to trust in me

aback by

marched up the

gazed after her slim figure, then let out a deep, long sigh. Perhaps she’s actually clever but

brought over an invitation. “Ms. Johnson, this is an invitation from the

surprised. The Morris

open. As she scanned through it, Kathleen began to grin from ear to ear. “This is from

Morris,” Maria answered. Kathleen immediately placed the

inviting

guessing he wants to ask about what’s going on between Christopher and me. Now, do you understand what I meant? Nothing was happening between Christopher and me, but in the end, the Morris family

“So should we

wants to speak

you plan on telling them?” Charles

Kathleen had no