One was happy, and the other was sad. It was appropriate to say that in the hospital. As soon as Alivia got better, the Sir. Lloyd had entered the last countdown.
It was the most tiring thing for Kevin to be caught between these two matters.
He felt that he had to give himself a day off. Otherwise, this line would really break.
Thinking of this, he made an appointment with Marcellus after work to have a drink at his Red Cauldron.
Of course, Marcellus welcomed him. He prepared the best wine and the most expensive cigar. The private room was clean and spotless, and he was waiting for him.
He didn't invite anyone to the party. Looking at the empty private room, he said thoughtfully, "You don't have to worry about me. If you want someone to accompany you, just do it."
Marcellus chuckled. He was as unruly as he could be. "I'm not shouting anymore. I'm tired of playing every day."
Hearing this, Kevin felt helpless and amused. "You don't have to talk about it all day long. When you're really weak one day, you'll know what a loose tongue means!"
"Don't worry; I can't do it with such a good friend like you!" After saying that, Marcellus poured him a glass of wine in person. He didn't exchange anything for it. He asked purely, "Why did you come to me today?"
At the mention of this, Kevin felt depressed. He let out a long sigh and said, "Who else could I have found other than you? Huston has been in a worse mood than me recently."
"That's true." Marcellus nodded. "You're such a heartless man. You only remembered me when no one was by your side."
Kevin was a little regretful now. He should have gotten off work and gone home to sleep instead of listening to his scratches here.
He was too impulsive.
With a crisp sound, the beautiful crystal cup collided gently, and the dim yellow light above her head fell on the clean-cut surface, reflecting dazzling light.
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