The Kiss that Sparked it All

Balfour was totally engrossed in the photos.

“Bartlett, were you guys taking pictures just now?”

Patricia’s voice suddenly came from behind Bartlett. Her voice was gentle and curious.

Bartlett was sitting on a single sofa, looking at the pictures he had just taken. Patricia had come downstairs and happened to walk behind him, seeing the photos on his phone.

Turning his head to her, Bartlett smiled, “Oh, it’s you, Patricia! Yeah, we were taking pictures. Wanna join us for a group shot?”

Patricia shook her head, “No, I didn’t put on any makeup today. I won’t look good in the pictures.”

Bartlett politely responded, “Nonsense, Patricia. You look great without makeup.”

Belinda looked at Patricia, stuck out her tongue, rolled her eyes, and muttered, “Yeah right, ‘no makeup. As if we can’t tell her face is refined.”

her juice, uninterested. She was used

turned to look at Ellinor and Belinda and also noticed her brother Balfour sitting there, “Oh, Balfour, you’re here too?” After seeing Patricia, who should have been at home at this time, suddenly show up, Balfour became a bit stern,

brother, and sweetly said, “Balfour, Baber was fussing about wanting to see Theo today. I called Theo, and he told me he

frowned slightly after hearing her words,

explained, “Baber wanted to see Theo. I

would

see Theo. No matter

was sitting here alone

of that headache–inducing

brow helplessly,

might be thirsty, so I came down to get him a

of soda from the table, Tm going to take this drink

up to go upstairs. Before she left, she said to Ellinor, “Ellinor, I’m going upstairs.