She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 392

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

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

looked like signs of

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

Vincent’s description of Cheyenne as a

uttered words from his lips heavy

up. “Kelvin, you’re really stingy. Looks like you and sister-in-law will reconcile

much, Kelvin dismissed him with just a few words.

wanting to discuss Cheyenne further,

lips into

It wasn’t him.

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

his collar back up, he heard a surprised

and normally he would wake up at 6:30 for his morning exercise and come back to have breakfast at 7. He

and realized it was one of the housemaids responsible

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

a bit startled, but then she quickly brought out the prepared food. “The sandwich is ready, but old Mr. Foley wants to drink yam porridge this morning, so it needs to be

room, Kelvin suddenly instructed, “Prepare century egg congee without

Her?

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

with his breakfast, he turned his head and saw

exchanged a glance, and

so early? Young people

More rest?

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

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

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