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.”

I’m your family and your brother, too. So why can’t you spend my money instead?” Samuel was slightly peeved by

I understand.” Kathleen always had difficulty winning an

then turned around

at his plate, which had a sunny-side-up egg on it. The egg was round

the corner of his thin lips arched up ever

back to

she stepped into the house,

had a gloomy expression on his face. “Where did you go? I

with Gemma and Benjamin,” Kathleen explained. “I

corner of Charles’ lips twitched. “You had only a meal with them? That’s still no excuse to

secretly angry, thinking that Kathleen was trying to mislead him with

confessed, “I

fell down the stairs. “And here I thought it was him who

From today onward, the two of us are only family members. He is something like a brother to me,

sarcastically, “Haha! I will never be his brother. It’ll be asking me to stoop to his

you do somehow enrage him to the point where he no longer wants

Charles was rendered speechless.

promptly made

his family?”

him. “That’s right. You don’t believe

do believe that it can be true. But

for him to buy more time. I bet it’s so that he could get closer to her. Why is she so foolish,

Charles 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

Charles pursed his lips.

Kathleen would be the one to pay for it if

fool. “You should learn

taken aback by her

marched up the

her slim figure, then let out a deep, long sigh. Perhaps she’s actually clever but she doesn’t show it. Some things are

morning, Kathleen was having breakfast when Maria brought over an invitation.

surprised.

took the invitation, then flipped it open. As she scanned through it, Kathleen began to grin from ear to ear.

Ms. Johnson. It’s from Felix Morris,” Maria answered. Kathleen immediately placed the

he inviting

between Christopher and me, but in the end,

in a heartbeat. “So should we give

my own. It’s obvious that he wants

on

truth.” Kathleen had no desire to