The Kinston Family’s fate has never had a unified standard; all that’s known is that each person who inherits the Kinston Family’s Blood Curse is destined to find someone in this world they depend on, and only this person can alleviate their pain.
However, this fateful person could be anyone, perhaps someone with extraordinary talents, a breathtaking beauty, or perhaps an illiterate peasant, a child, or an elderly person in their twilight years. No one knows what kind of person this is until they are found.
And the woman before him, she is his destined one. There’s no reason, no rationale, only his body’s myriad reactions told him when he met her that she is the one.
Mabel Quinn only felt the atmospheric pressure around her drop suddenly, and Kyle Kinston exuded a cold aura, making her feel as if she were in an ice cellar.
Is he... angry? It was as if the question she just asked was some kind of taboo.
Fortunately, Kyle didn’t continue with this topic. After staring at Mabel for a moment, he released her hand, which made her breathe a sigh of relief.
"Alright, tell me, how do you want to vent?" He returned to the previous unfinished topic.
"It’s not necessary." She quickly replied, "That manager kept apologizing to me afterward, and the colleague who argued with me ended up losing face, so I guess I’ve already vented."
"If you encounter such things again, call me or Caleb." Clearly, he meant he could be her support.
"I can handle these things myself. If every time someone upsets me, I have to come to you for help, if it becomes a habit, one day you won’t be there to help, won’t I become helpless and even unable to solve problems myself?" Mabel pondered for a moment and said.
Relying on oneself is better than relying on others; she understood this principle early on.
Kyle Kinston raised his long brows; what he wanted now was precisely for her to develop this habit. To get her accustomed to his presence, to being protected by him, so that one day she couldn’t leave him.
However, such matters aren’t urgent; they can be taken slowly.
"As long as you obediently stay by my side, you will never have to worry about such a day," Kyle Kinston said.
Mabel was startled; the weight of the word "forever" was significant, and she wondered if the man before her truly understood the real meaning behind "forever."
Pressing her lips together, Mabel boldly asked, "Then if I need your help with something, will you help me?"
He was slightly surprised that she’d suddenly say this, "Then tell me, what is it you need my help with?"
She licked her somewhat dry lips, explained the situation Katie asked for help with, and then said, "Her boyfriend didn’t expect such severe consequences, and he’s learned his lesson now. So, can this matter be let go? Otherwise, if this continues, he’ll be ruined."
Kyle Kinston sat back on the sofa, lightly sipping the red wine in his tall glass, a subtle, indiscernible smile playing on his lips, "So what if it is?"