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.

you about the StarJoy project I’m

marks on Kelvin’s lips and the

like signs

you were busy. I suppose Miss Lawrence did this.

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

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

to be funny and spoke up. “Kelvin, you’re

with just a

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

his back turned, Vincent curved his lips into a

It wasn’t him.

wound again. Cheyenne had used acupuncture to quickly reduce inflammation and applied a layer of white powder, so

his collar back up, he heard a surprised voice from behind, “Master Kelvin? What are you

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

around and realized it was one of the housemaids responsible for

with a calm expression, “Is there anything to

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 longer.” Kelvin usually just ate something simple in the morning, like a

“Prepare century egg congee without green onions for

Her?

that “her” referred to Miss Lawrence. She nodded and

leave with his breakfast, he turned his head

and grandson exchanged a glance, and the old

Young people should

More rest?

used to wake him

in the evening, his grandfather

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