All Too Late

“Well then, when did your affair with Christopher begin?” Samuel asked coldly.

Kathleen leered at him sideways. “Do you truly want to know? Aren’t you afraid of getting triggered?”

“I am,” Samuel answered. His tone was bone-chilling.

“So don’t ask.” Kathleen paused, hesitating. She then continued, “I take a person’s privacy very seriously. Hence, I have no interest in sharing my private life with outsiders.”

Kathleen’s word echoed in Samuel’s mind. Outsiders?

A shadow gradually enshrouded his eyes. She called me family not long ago, but now I’m an outsider?

“It’s done. You can eat now.” Kathleen turned off the fire at the stove.

She then moved the plate of pasta out to the dining room.

Meanwhile, Samuel tried to stamp out the hostility in his eyes, attempting to regain his composure. “Thank you.”

“All right, enjoy your meal. I’m heading home now.” Kathleen removed her apron and got ready to leave.

Samuel paused for a moment, then asked, “Would you stay and talk for a bit?”

Kathleen gazed at him serenely. “I’m going to bed. The face of a female celebrity is of utmost importance. No botox injections can compare to the benefits of beauty sleep.”

Samuel stared at her in return.

Kathleen had spoken calmly without spite. She was merely stating a fact.

It appeared as if she was undeniably treating Samuel as an average family member.

“Okay, then. Goodnight,” Samuel uttered in disbelief.

Nevertheless, there was nothing he could do about it.

He had no other choice. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to grow closer to Kathleen in his entire lifetime.

When Kathleen approached the doorway, she swiveled around. “Samuel, please revoke my VIP status from the malls.”

Samuel looked at her coldly. “All you need to do is not spend your money there. I’ll stop the subscriptions then.”

“I’ll pay you back next time.” Kathleen desired a clean slate with him.

Samuel glared at her. “Will you be spending Charles’ money?”

“Of course.” Kathleen tipped her head up, then declared proudly, “He’s my brother after all.”

brother, too. So why can’t you spend my money instead?” Samuel was slightly peeved by then. “Or is it that you

understand.” Kathleen always had difficulty winning an argument against

turned around

on it. The egg was round

of it. Instantaneously, the corner of his thin lips arched up ever so

to

the house, she

face. “Where did you go? I hadn’t

a meal with Gemma and Benjamin,” Kathleen explained. “I even

twitched. “You had only a meal with them? That’s still no excuse

thinking that Kathleen was trying to mislead him with

then confessed, “I met

the stairs. “And here I thought it was

at ease. “Charles, relax. I talked things through with Samuel. From today onward, the two of us are only family members. He is something like a brother to me,

laughed sarcastically, “Haha! I will never be his brother. It’ll

that. In the end, if you do somehow enrage him to the point where he no longer wants to be my

Charles was rendered speechless.

promptly made

his family?” Charles found the

peered at him. “That’s right. You

else, then I do believe that it can be true. But if it’s Samuel,

Kathleen’s family is probably just a way for him to buy more time. I bet it’s so that he could

with indifference. “Charles, not even I know what Samuel is planning. But, at least, with a deal like this, he won’t intervene if we decide to leave one day.

Charles pursed his lips.

that Kathleen would be the one to pay for it if Samuel

She was not a fool. “You should learn

taken aback

marched up the

gazed after her slim figure, then let out a deep, long sigh. Perhaps she’s actually clever but she doesn’t show it. Some things are

brought over an invitation. “Ms.

surprised. The

invitation, then flipped it open. As she scanned through it, Kathleen began to grin

answered. Kathleen immediately placed the invitation down. “It’s

is he inviting you over?” Charles

I meant? Nothing was happening between Christopher and me, but in the end, the Morris family misread the situation. They’re making

turned awkward in a heartbeat. “So should we

own. It’s obvious that he wants to speak with me alone. So

do you plan on telling them?” Charles

had no desire to