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.”

I’m your family and your brother, too. So why can’t you spend my money instead?” Samuel was slightly peeved by then. “Or is it that you don’t want to be family with me? I don’t

Kathleen always had difficulty winning

turned around

his plate, which had a sunny-side-up egg on it.

and took a bite of it. Instantaneously, the corner of his thin lips arched up ever so slightly.

to the

she stepped into the house, she heard

a gloomy expression on his face. “Where did you go? I hadn’t heard from you the entire

a meal with Gemma and Benjamin,” Kathleen

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

that Kathleen was trying

confessed, “I met with Samuel

stairs. “And here I thought it was him who was pestering

members. He is

his brother. It’ll be

care about all 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 her

really promise to be his family?” Charles found the entire

him. “That’s right.

do believe that it can be true. But if

just a way for him to buy more time. I bet it’s so that he could get closer to her. Why is she so foolish, though? She actually bought

a deal like this, he won’t intervene if we decide to leave one day. Otherwise, once everything

Charles pursed his lips.

of Samuel, Charles feared that Kathleen would be the one to pay

“You should learn

aback

marched up the

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 better left unknown.

when Maria brought over an invitation. “Ms.

was surprised. The Morris

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

Johnson. It’s from Felix Morris,” Maria answered. Kathleen immediately placed the invitation down. “It’s Christopher’s

is he inviting you over?” Charles

wants to ask about what’s going on between Christopher and me. Now, do you understand what I meant? Nothing was happening between Christopher and me, but

a heartbeat. “So should we give

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

plan on telling them?” Charles was

no desire to lie to