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.”

Samuel was slightly peeved by

I understand.” Kathleen always had difficulty winning

then turned

at his plate, which had a sunny-side-up egg on it. The egg was round and reminded

fork and took a bite of it. Instantaneously, the corner of his thin lips arched

back to

she stepped into the

gloomy expression on his face. “Where did

and Benjamin,” Kathleen explained. “I

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

thinking that Kathleen was trying to

confessed, “I met with

“And here I thought it was him who was pestering

of us are only family members.

be his brother. It’ll be asking

him to the point where he no longer wants to be my family, he’ll come pestering me once again. When that happens,

Charles was rendered speechless.

promptly made her way

you really promise to be his

“That’s right. You don’t believe

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

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

Samuel is planning. But, at least, with a deal like this, he won’t intervene if we decide to leave one

Charles pursed his lips.

Samuel, Charles feared that Kathleen would be the

She was not a fool. “You should learn to trust in

taken aback by

Kathleen marched up

she’s actually clever but she doesn’t show it. Some things are better left unknown. Elsewise, it would be

breakfast when Maria brought over an invitation. “Ms. Johnson, this is an invitation

was surprised. The

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

Johnson. It’s from Felix Morris,” Maria answered. Kathleen immediately

he inviting

on between Christopher and me. Now, do you understand what I meant? Nothing was happening between Christopher and me, but in the end, the Morris family misread the situation. They’re making a commotion out of nothing.” There was no readable expression on Kathleen’s clean

heartbeat. “So should we give Christopher a call

to go over on my own. It’s obvious that he wants to

you plan on

had no desire