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.

you’re here too?” After seeing Patricia, who should have been at home at this time, suddenly show up, Balfour became a bit stern, “When

sat down naturally as usual, leaning affectionately against her 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, “You

sternness. She quietly explained, “Baber wanted to

seriously hurt yesterday. Why would you bring him out

No matter what I

was sitting here alone

of that headache–inducing

his brow helplessly, “Where’s

replied, “Theo is still upstairs with Baber. I thought he might be thirsty, so I came down to get

bottle of soda from the table, Tm going

go upstairs. Before she left, she said to Ellinor, “Ellinor, I’m going upstairs. You guys chat. Make yourself