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Chapter 413
Chapter 413
Chapter 413
Thanks, Brayden Jared said.
“No need to be so formal with me.”
After ending the call with Jared, Brayden felt a bit annoyed.
Kem’s internship was super busy, and on her rare day off, he had planned an overseas trip
He had booked a double hot spring hotel, Intending to enjoy the hot springs.
Now, it seemed like this trip was a no–go.
At the same time, Brayden realized the severity of the situation
Just then, Kemi came out of the guest room.
Brayden immediately pulled Keri aside, “What’s the deal, have you figured it out? Jared’s tone didn’t
sound good.”
Kerri shook her head, “Seems like it’s worse than last time. Agnes wouldn’t say a word, just kept to
herself.”
Brayden stroked his chin, “Looks like we’re in deep shit. I need to think of something.”
Kemi wamed him, “Don’t you go doing anything rash. You go home. I’m gonna stay here with Agnes for
the next few days.”
Brayden immediately expressed his discontent, ‘No way, we should be with her together.”
“What about grandma? We can’t just ditch her on Christmas.”
“Grandma would want us to have more personal space to grow our relationship. I don’t want to go
home either, grandma’s always feeding me those supplements, they make me so full of energy that I can’t help but want to…”
“No! Brayden, can’t your mind be cleaner?” Kerri blushed and interrupted Brayden.
Brayden intentionally said: “I just want to hit the gym, Kerri. What did you think I wanted to do?”
Looking at Brayden’s mischievous eyes, Kerri knew she had been tricked.
Brayden showed a cheeky smile: “But if you have any ideas, I’m all ears.”
Kerri bit Brayden hard in annoyance.
“Kem, have you turned into a dog?”
“You’re right, and a Tibetan mastiff at that, so you better not mess with me.”
Kemi pulled away from Brayden and headed downstairs. While he appeared perturbed on the outside, Brayden was secretly amused. Glancing at the playful bite mark on his arm, he grinned. The bite was
gentle, a soft touch that left him with tantalizing thoughts. He mentally chided himself, suspecting the
unusual supplements his grandmother had been giving him were to blame for his wandering mind.
Upstairs, Agnes lay on her bed, gazing at the ceiling. It was Christmas Eve, a time that usually brought
back fond memories of her childhood. Each year, her mother would take her to the countryside, where
her grandmother awaited with a lavish spread, and the highlight: homemade apple pies. With a flaky
crust and sweet, molten filling, every bite was a burst of joy. For Agnes, those pies embodied
happiness. But after her mother’s passing, the magic of those pies changed. Although her grandmother
continued the tradition, the taste never felt the same. The melancholy of these memories brought tears
to Agnes‘ eyes. She yearned for the warmth of her mother’s embrace, the simple joy of coming home This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.
to her delicious meals, and the loving family she once had.
Her heartache was compounded by betrayal. The woman responsible for disrupting her once idyllic life
was someone Agnes had innocently dubbed “sister.” Beatrice might’ve been right; if her mother had a
lingering spirit, it might still be restless.