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.

just wanted to report to you about the StarJoy project I’m in

the same time, he glanced at the indented marks on Kelvin’s lips and the red

like signs

gaze suddenly became ambiguous, and he chuckled lightly. “But you were busy. I suppose Miss Lawrence did this.

his eyebrows at Vincent’s description of Cheyenne

his lips heavy with a warning. “Remember she is your

pretended to be funny and spoke up. “Kelvin, you’re really stingy. Looks like you and sister-in-law will

saying so much, Kelvin dismissed him with just a few words. “Let’s discuss

wanting to discuss Cheyenne further, he left in

lips into a cold smile and floated

It wasn’t him.

hearing any footsteps behind him, Kelvin leaned against the kitchen door and quickly pulled down his collar to take a look at his arm, which was bleeding from the wound again. Cheyenne had used acupuncture to quickly reduce inflammation and applied a layer of white powder, so she

he heard a surprised voice from behind, “Master Kelvin?

morning, and normally he would wake up at 6:30 for his morning

and realized it was one of the housemaids responsible for the

instantly sighed with relief and asked with a calm expression, “Is there anything to eat in

old Mr. Foley wants to drink yam porridge this morning, so it needs to

“Prepare century egg congee without green onions for her,

Her?

that “her” referred to Miss Lawrence. She nodded and smiled, agreeing to the request while feeling a

leave with his breakfast, he turned his head and saw old

glance, and the old man surprisingly gave him

so early? Young people should get

More rest?

used to wake him up at 6 o’clock when he

late in the evening, his grandfather would make him

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