Chapter 392: Sister-in-law

He took the initiative to greet Kelvin.

“Kelvin.”

“Yeah.”

After a casual response, Kelvin lifted his foot to go downstairs, wearing nothing underneath his black bathrobe.

In the fleeting moment of brushing past each other, a large hand suddenly grabbed his right arm, seemingly unintentional but forcefully.

Kelvin muttered in his heart, enduring the pain shooting up his arm, while his deep-set eyes turned icy cold.

His voice was low and hoarse.

“What’s the matter?”

Vincent didn’t notice anything amiss and couldn’t help but feel puzzled… Wasn’t that guy Kelvin?

The person in front of him was emanating hints of an imminent outburst. He brushed off Vincent’s hand, his tone indifferent. “Your hand is all sweaty.”

It was evident that he was repulsed.

The man’s gaze flickered for a moment. The hall was not lit, only the dim daylight from outside seeping in. He lifted his head again, a hint of embarrassment appearing on his face.

He withdrew his hand and wiped it on the white towel in front of him.

Kelvin. I just wanted to report to you about the StarJoy project

the same time, he glanced at the indented marks

like

became ambiguous, and he chuckled lightly. “But you were busy. I suppose Miss Lawrence did this. She really is a little

at Vincent’s description of Cheyenne as a “wildcat,” his face turned

heavy with

his expression clearly. It took several seconds before he pretended to be funny and spoke up. “Kelvin, you’re really stingy. Looks like you and sister-in-law will reconcile soon. Congrats then. Seems I’ll soon have a nephew or niece and the

a few words. “Let’s discuss

that, as if not wanting to discuss Cheyenne further, he left in long

Vincent curved his lips into

It wasn’t him.

a look at his arm, which was bleeding from the wound again. Cheyenne had used

a surprised voice

he would wake up at 6:30 for his morning exercise and come back to have breakfast

it was one of the housemaids responsible for

with relief and asked with a calm expression, “Is

porridge this morning, so it needs to be simmered a bit longer.” Kelvin usually just ate something

Cheyenne still sleeping in the room, Kelvin suddenly instructed, “Prepare century egg congee without green onions

Her?

Miss Lawrence. She nodded

Kelvin prepared to leave with his breakfast, he turned his head

exchanged a glance, and the old man surprisingly

early? Young people should get

More rest?

twitched as he recalled how his grandfather used to wake him up at 6 o’clock when

late in the evening, his grandfather would make him run a

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