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.

is still as stubborn and cute as when you were a child. I've been lying in bed for too

and as

doesn't like me, but you

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

if she were an enemy, he warned in a word-by-word manner, "Don't you lay a finger on her! Otherwise, don't blame

eyes sparkled,

was no need for her to continue the act.

"Of course not possible!"

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

the words fell, a heavy sense of disappointment and repression engulfed Kelvin's heart,

She was still incorrigible!

Mother?

was truly ironic

to its holster, then turned coldly and decisively, leaving with

dropped a merciless remark that filled the quiet alley

you

"Because, you are unworthy!"

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

She glanced disdainfully, unimpressed.

adorable. How could my excellent genes produce

from

looked at Kelvin with a mix of nostalgia and fear, trembling as

facing a complete stranger with no blood relation,

him. His Adam's apple bobbed, and all the words he wanted to say turned into a bitter plea. "Kelvin,

has always cared for

Grandfather is sick?

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