At 7:20 in the evening, Beryl walked downstairs and got into the black ROVER parked on the side of the street.
She fastened her seat belt and turned her head to politely greet the man sitting next to her, "Hello, Doctor Lane."
"Hello," Kevin looked at the girl in the passenger seat, her fair face, long black hair, and full forehead, delicate nose. When she smiled, there was a small dimple on her cheek, so sweet and lovely that words couldn't quite capture it.
Only twenty years old, she was brimming with the freshness of youth, and one glance at her big eyes could melt anyone's heart.
Kevin couldn't help but say, "Normally you can just call me Kevin, no need for formalities."
Who wouldn't want to have such an adorable younger sister?
Beryl obediently greeted him, "Kevin."
"Have you had dinner yet?" Kevin started the car, his gaze focused intently on the road ahead.
"Yes, I have," Beryl nodded, her hands resting on the doll in her lap, looking somewhat restrained, her posture very rigid, "I ate in the hospital cafeteria."
"I heard your father is sick. How is he now?" It didn't take long for the conversation to return to medical matters.
"He's better now, as long as he takes good care of his health during the recovery period, there won't be any problems."
"That's good, the most important thing is that he is okay," Having said that, Kevin finally moved on to the topic he was most interested in, "Later, I'll take you to Red Cauldron. Marcellus is there tonight; I spoke with him earlier."
Mentioning that man, Beryl became a little restrained, "Does he know I'm coming?"
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