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 indented marks on

like signs

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

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

heavy with a warning.

see 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

Kelvin dismissed him with just a few words. “Let’s discuss work matters at the

wanting to discuss Cheyenne further, he left in long

his back turned, Vincent curved his lips

It wasn’t 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

pulling his collar back up, he heard a surprised

was still quite early in the morning, and normally he would wake up at 6:30 for his morning exercise and

was one of the housemaids responsible for

with a calm expression, “Is there anything to eat in

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 simmered a bit

still sleeping in the room, Kelvin suddenly instructed, “Prepare century egg congee without green onions for her, and go

Her?

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

his head

and grandson exchanged a glance, and the old

early? Young people should get more

More rest?

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

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

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