Chapter 622
John frowned and pondered in puzzlement, ‘Kenneth? What’s he doing here so late at night?‘
In just a few seconds, the roaring sports car drifted into a perfect stop at the entrance of the villa.
Kenneth stepped out of the car and walked straight into the house.
John didn’t stop him since it wasn’t Kenneth’s first visit to the place. After all, he was Richard’s nephew, and over the years, Richard had always looked after the Harper family. Their connection was close.
Kenneth walked straight into the villa without any trouble, his handsome face calm and composed. But when he spotted the commanding man on the sofa, he paused briefly, a flicker of nervousness betraying his cool exterior.
“Uncle,” Kenneth greeted.
Richard looked up, his deep eyes sharp as ice–cold, piercing, and full of authority.
That gaze seemed to be able to see through everything.
Kenneth felt a chill down his spine. Bracing against the pressure, he stepped forward and said in his usual tone, “Uncle, tomorrow is your wedding day…”
“Yes, and?” Richard responded with a faint and inscrutable smile. His flawless face was expressionless, making it impossible to read him.
Kenneth was momentarily at a loss for words.
He had always wondered since young how his uncle, just five years older than him, had such an overwhelming presence. Richard wasn’t just a man. He was like a mountain and an emperor commanding storms with the flick of his hand.
Everyone, including Kenneth, could only submit before him.
Lowering his eyes, Kenneth quelled the chaotic emotions swirling in his heart. He doubted someone as untouchable as Richard would really give Tiffany happiness. If someone prettier and more charming came along in the future, he didn’t think Richard would remain faithful.
It was a dangerous rabbit hole to fall into, and Kenneth knew better than to dwell on it.
Resolving himself, Kenneth looked up again, his expression calm and his smile as casual as ever. “Congratulations, Uncle,” he said, pulling out a bottle of wine he had brought along.
“This is my grandpa’s prized possession. I snuck it out today. This toast is for you.” As Kenneth poured a glass of wine and pushed it toward Richard, he discreetly dropped a pill into the wine. The tiny movement was perfectly concealed, and no one noticed it.
Richard’s sharp eyes studied Kenneth for a few seconds, as though trying to see through him.
Kenneth’s palms were sweating, but he forced himself to remain composed. He downed a glass of wine himself and then urged, “Uncle, why aren’t you drinking? I remember this is your favorite wine.”
Richard’s lips curled into a faint smile. Then, without hesitation, he raised the glass and drained it in one go.
Kenneth let out a quiet sigh of relief.
Mission accomplished, and he was about to find an excuse to leave when Richard’s cold voice rang out, “I heard you locked Lorenzo up?”
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Richard had learned it from Tiffany. She had told him everything about the previous night, including how someone had
l dumped Lorenzo at the doorstep of her family’s villa. That was why she had Kenneth come over late at night.
Coincidentally, that timing had been twisted by others into rumors of a secret meeting.
The thought of those photos misrepresenting Tiffany and Kenneth’s closeness darkened Richard’s mood further, his expression cold and faintly sour.
The air grew heavy, tinged with both chill and irritation.
Kenneth stiffly nodded and said, “Yes, I locked him up.”
“Deal with him soon. People like that aren’t worth keeping around,” Richard said indifferently. With a casual wave of his hand, he added, “Go.” His expression showed a hint of impatience.
“Yes,” Kenneth nodded before turning to leave.
Just as he reached the door, Richard’s voice, laced with a chilling warning, stopped him in his tracks. “There are some things I can overlook, but you’d better get rid of certain thoughts. Otherwise, I can’t promise I won’t kill you.”
The words were delivered lightly, but the weight of his threat filled the room with an oppressive force.
Kenneth Harper’s back stiffened as he replied in a low voice, “Yes.”
It was not until the moment he got into the sports car that he gradually recovered from the almost suffocating pressure just
now
His back was drenched in cold sweat, and his palms were equally soaked.
Richard had secretly dropped the love potion into Richard’s wine and watched as he drank it.
This was the first time he had betrayed his uncle. If Richard ever found out, he couldn’t imagine the consequences.
Kenneth drove away from Royal Bay as fast as he could.
At the gate, John watched the roaring sports car vanish into the distance. Frowning slightly, he thought, ‘What’s going on? Why does Kenneth look so upset? This is strange.
Although John was a bit puzzled, he didn’t suspect anything. After all, no matter what happened, there was no way Kenneth would dare scheme against Richard.
With that thought, John quickly let it go and went back to organizing tasks for his subordinates for the following day.
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Kenneth was driving aimlessly and feeling unsettled. His mind kept circling around one question. ‘What should I do now?‘
He had already given one of the two love potions to Richard and was left with the second pill. But he didn’t know who he should give it to.
Kenneth was at a loss. Initially, he had taken these two pills from Lorenzo with the plan to have Tiffany take one while he would take the other. But Tiffany was too guarded, making it clear they could only remain friends and nothing more.
With no way to move forward with her, Kenneth had resorted to making Richard take the potion instead.
Now, he just needed another woman to take the second pill to test whether the potion really worked, as Lorenzo had claimed that two people who took the pills would become irresistibly drawn to each other
But the biggest problem then was he didn’t know who he should give the second pill to.
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Caught in his indecision, Kenneth gradually slowed the car,
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Just then, a car from the opposite lane flashed its high beams at him. Squinting, Kenneth looked up and saw the car making a U–turn to drive alongside him.
The window rolled down, revealing Morwen’s strikingly beautiful and charming face. “Mr. Harper, long time no see,” she said.
Kenneth was taken aback for a moment, an idea slowly forming in his mind.
“Long time no see,” he replied.
Both cars pulled to a stop.
The empty road was eerily quiet, with only the flashing raffic lights breaking the darkness. Deep into the night, there was not a single soul on the street, so no one saw Kenneth step into Morwen’s car.
“Miss Xanthus, why are you back in Lovell City again?” Kenneth asked
Morwen countered with question of her own. “What? Am I not allowed here?”
Her words were accompanied by a smile on her bold red lips, but her expression was cold, and her eyes betrayed an uncontrollable anger.
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