Fortunately, a call came for Kyle Kinston, apparently something happened on Mabel Quinn’s side, so Kyle hurried over there and temporarily set this matter aside.
At this moment, Francine Howards’ face was still pale, her red lips tightly pressed together as she sat there in silence.
Dorian Howards saw his cousin and knew it was pointless to say more, so he said, "Do you think Kyle is someone you can obtain through schemes? If that were the case, you could have had Kyle a long time ago, you wouldn’t have needed to wait until today!" After a pause, Dorian sighed and added, "Kyle and Mabel Quinn are destined to be together, you should stop interfering."
"Aren’t you also using means to get the person you want?" Francine glared at Dorian and said, "Don’t tell me you didn’t use any tactics on Alice Conley."
Dorian was momentarily at a loss for words.
Francine continued, "If one day, Alice Conley falls in love with someone else, will you give her up?"
Dorian was silent again.
Francine suddenly laughed, "Cousin, you can’t give up on Alice Conley, and likewise, I can’t give up on Kyle. Even if Kyle really did slam my head against the wall just now, I wouldn’t regret what I’ve done."
Even if Kyle once again gets back together with Mabel as if nothing ever happened, many times, as long as some seeds are sown, they will slowly take root, sprout, and grow strong...
Dorian was helpless, yet didn’t know how to respond. Besides, the Blood Curse of the Kinston Family was Kyle’s secret; he had accidentally learned about it and promised Kyle not to tell anyone.
"Francine, Kyle isn’t someone who would hold back. If one day you actually do something excessive to Mabel Quinn, he might directly take your life," Dorian warned. Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on novel•fire.net
Francine lifted her chin, nonchalantly saying, "Even so, I won’t regret it!"
The car was heading towards the largest supermarket closest to the Kinston Mansion, but inside the car, there was a silence, as Kyle Kinston looked at Mabel Quinn, who was sitting silently with her head down.
His heart began to stir restlessly again. He couldn’t help but wonder what she was thinking at this moment. Daniel Harris... had recognized Mabel, even though he had once intervened, it only delayed the process.
Even though Mabel had said she wouldn’t dwell on Daniel anymore, just after getting in the car, he noticed she glanced at Daniel as the car pulled away.
What did that glance mean?
"Don’t you have anything to ask me?" Kyle abruptly spoke.
"Huh?" Mabel snapped back to reality and looked dazedly at the person sitting beside her.
His hand still held hers, his fingertips gently rubbing the spot that Daniel had gripped earlier. The fair skin on her wrist now bore an obvious red mark, showing how tightly Daniel had held her.
"Aren’t you curious about anything?" he repeated his previous question.
She opened her mouth and said, "How did you get here so quickly? And with so many people?" If this was a coincidence, it seemed too coincidental.
"The driver called me," Kyle replied.
Mabel suddenly understood; when she had gotten out of the car earlier, the two bodyguards had followed her, but the driver had remained in the car.