Warren's pov
I did not expect Chris's head injury to do anything to this man. I listened to Chris's response with bated breath.
Kitty handed me a sliced steak. "Warren, try ..."
"Shut up!" How could I allow Kitty to interrupt me at this critical time?
"Warren ... ..." Kitty looked at me again, not daring to say a word.
Chris's point of view
In the past, I would have been so happy.
Is not that the same as winning the lottery?
But my heart is "messy" and I subconsciously want to reject.
As soon as I look up, all I see is Kenneth walking towards me, and I meet him again.
This pair of cold eyes is dark " and he radiates the coldness with which he rejects people who are thousands of miles away.
"Uncle..." I call out softly.
Kenneth's pov
I sat next to her.
Mia was confused. "Brother Kenneth, what are you doing?"
"When you meet an acquaintance, you eat at this table. Do you mind?" I adjusted my sleeves and said.