Chapter 713: Father and Son as Enemies

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Kelvin's hand, holding the gun, was hidden beneath his oversized robe, trembling with surprise, the gun almost slipping.

Under the mask, his pupils had contracted into narrow slits, like those of a snake, filled with coldness and disgust as he gazed at the woman in red before him.

Despite the sub-zero temperatures, she was still dressed in the bright red dress that she had worn for decades, the exposed parts of her neck and arms glowing white in this environment.

Compared to the face he remembered, she seemed to have aged a few years, with a hint of laughter lines at the corners of her eyes.

But there was no doubt that she still looked as beautiful, exuding a burning allure.

Kelvin stood silently for a long time, without speaking.

With a cold and indifferent glance, he smirked, "What, are you not continuing to pretend to be lying in a hospital bed?"

Gracie was no longer surprised by his indifferent and hurtful attitude. Her slender fingers lightly brushed towards his mask.

Before she could touch Kelvin's mask, he evaded, a stern scolding emanating from beneath the mask.

"Don't touch me!"

He could never forget how filthy this seemingly fair woman's hands really were!

And how these blood-stained and murderous hands slowly dragged him into hell.

Finally, the woman seemed to feel "sorrowful." She sneered and withdrew her hand, playfully speaking with a tone of loss and pity.

when you were a child.

I heard you found a wife, and as a

me about such a big thing as getting married? Your grandfather doesn't like

pretentious voice. And when he heard her mention Cheyenne, an inexplicable anger surged

if she were an enemy, he warned in a word-by-word manner, "Don't

sparkled, shining

her disguise, there was no need for her to continue the act. She reverted to her

"Of course not possible!"

very useful to me, and I've endured this long because I care about how

the words fell, a heavy sense of disappointment and repression engulfed

She was still incorrigible!

Mother?

truly ironic to

its holster,

dropped a merciless remark that filled

can try it, but between you

"Because, you are unworthy!"

her large red skirt in the night looking as beautiful and dangerous as blooming

She glanced disdainfully, unimpressed.

could

from Chris, Kelvin

looked at Kelvin with a mix of

a complete stranger with no blood relation, walking past Corey without a word.

and all the words he wanted to say turned into a bitter plea. "Kelvin, I know you hate me. But your grandfather is sick, and he

has always cared

Grandfather is sick?

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