Chapter 647


    Rayna recalled what she heard when she exited the car and said, “Normally, the housekeepers are


    walking around and talking in the courtyard as they clean. Today, I didn''t hear any housekeeper talking.


    Instead, I could tell that there were a few men in the courtyard with leather shoes on.”


    Suddenly, Rayna seemed to have realized something. She reached out to hold Curtis'' hand and asked,


    “Did something happen?”


    “No. Nothing happened.” Curtis turned his palm around and held her wrist. “Those were just Grandpa''s


    friends, and they came to catch up with him.”


    “Is that so? Are you lying to me just because I can''t see?” Rayna wasn''t convinced. “I don''t like it when


    people lie to me,” she reminded.


    “I''m not lying to you.” Curtis tapped the tip of her nose and ced her palm on his lips. After kissing her


    palm, he said, “I''ll go now. Once I''m done, I''ll be back to keep youpany.”


    “Okay.” Rayna nodded. “On your way out, could you get the nanny to bring the kids here? I would like


    to spend some time with them.”


    “Sure.” Curtis took advantage of her trance to lean forward to kiss her forehead before he spun on his


    heels and left the bedroom.


    When he arrived at the door to the bedroom, he saw the nanny lingering outside the room with Xareni


    in her arms. “Bring the kids in for Mrs. Faymon,” he instructed. This material belongs to N?velDrama.Org.


    “Yes, sir.” The nanny immediately heaved a sigh of relief inwardly when she looked into the room and


    saw Rayna sitting on the bed with all her clothes on.


    After exiting the bedroom, Curtis bumped into the butler. When the butler saw that Curtis was about to


    walk down the stairs, he said, “Mr. Faymon, Old Mr. Faymon and Commander rk are on the


    rooftop.”


    Hearing that, Curtis turned around and went upstairs.


    The moment he arrived on the rooftop, he saw Alfred and Kelvin rk sitting under the shade and


    having a conversation over coffee.


    “You''re here!” Kelvin noticed Curtis walking toward them and waved at him. “Before this, my secretary


    told me you have a family of your own now. I couldn''t believe it at first! Who would''ve known that it''s


    true?”


    Curtis walked to Alfred''s side and pulled a chair for himself to sit opposite Kelvin. “It has been a while,


    Mr. rk.”


    “Indeed.” Kelvin took a sip of his coffee and shed a warm smile. “Old Mr. Faymon told me your wife


    gave you triplets.”


    “Yes. That''s right,” Curtis replied with a smile. “It''s all thanks to my wife.”


    Kelvin and Alfred exchanged nces and smiled when they heard that.


    Kelvin then moved his fingers back and forth on the edge of the cup and thought about the woman


    Curtis carried out of the car. “Could your wife be the woman you were carrying just now?”


    “Yes, that''s my wife.” Although Curtis appeared calm, he was growing wary of Kelvin.


    For Curtis, Rayna and his children were his Achilles heel. If someone were to use them against him, he


    would have no choice but to yield.


    Alfred, who was sitting next to Curtis, shot Curtis a nce from the corner of his eyes and noticed the


    icy glint in Curtis'' eyes. Therefore, he pointed at the fruit tter on the table and said to Kelvin, “Have


    some fruits! These are all freshly picked.”


    Kelvin shifted his gaze toward the fruit tter on the table and beamed. “Are these fruits from


    Windswept Orchard?”


    “Yes! You remember!” Alfred''s smile grew wilder. “Back then, you rmended me to buy that piece of


    land. At first, I wanted to develop it into a business district. Who would''ve thought that it would end up


    bing an orchard?”


    “That''s making use of what you''ve been given. Not bad,” Kelvinmented.


    For some reason, the smile on Alfred''s face gradually faded after those words fell. He then looked at


    Kelvin calmly and said, “A couple of days ago, I was watching the television, and I saw Bryan getting


    promoted.”


    “Yes. He''s been lucky.” Kelvin smiled faintly when Alfred mentioned his only son, Bryan rk. After


    that, Kelvin shifted his gaze toward Curtis and said, “Bryan is only a few years older than you.”


    Upon hearing that, Curtis raised his brows and looked at Alfred. Bryan? Bryan rk? That name


    sounds rather familiar.


    Alfred saw the puzzled look on Curtis'' face and said, “When you were around five, you kept following


    him around excitedly. Do you remember him now?”


    “Oh. Yes.” Despite his words, Curtis still couldn''t remember much about Bryan. “I saw him at the


    military parade on television a couple of days ago, but I didn''t know he was your son, Mr. rk.”


    Although Curtis couldn''t remember much about Bryan, he sure knew who Kelvin was. When I was little,


    I caught him looking dazed while staring at a photo of Grandma and Grandpa on a few asions.


    Needless to say, Curtis never knew Kelvin had a son. That was why he was puzzled when he heard


    Alfred mentioning it.


    As the three of them were drinking coffee and enjoying the fruit tter, a man in a military uniform


    walked up to Kelvin and whispered in his ear. Shortly after, Kelvin said, “I''m sorry, but I have matters to


    attend to. I should leave now. I''ll visit again when I''m free.”


    With that, he put his cup on the table and rose to his feet.


    Seeing that, Alfred stood up with the support of his cane and Curtis. “I''ll send you off.”


    Kelvin shot Curtis a nce before nodding at Alfred. “All right.”


    “It''s such a rare asion to see you here. You should stay longer.” Alfred walked Kelvin to the


    courtyard with Curtis'' help and uttered in a sincere tone, “When youe over the next time around,


    bring Bryan along if he''s free.”


    Kelvin shook and patted Alfred''s hand before answering, “I will.”


    Curtis supported Alfred as they stood there and watched the Lincoln limousine leave. Alfred only turned


    around reluctantly after the car left. “Let''s go inside.”


    “Grandpa, did you say Bryan is Mr. rk''s son?” Curtis was still puzzled by what he heard on the


    rooftop.


    “Yes. His name is Bryan rk, the major-general in Chanaea. He was adopted by Kelvin back then.


    Since Kelvin isn''t a married man, he doesn''t have a biological son. When Kelvin was going home from


    his base one day, he found Bryan on the street and took him in,” Alfred exined.


    “When Bryan was little, he came to Norwal City and stayed for a couple of days. Perhaps you were too


    young at that time, so you can''t remember much of it. However, you were following Bryan around after


    spending half a day with him.” Alfred was reminiscing about the good old days with a pleasant smile on


    his face. “Time flies by. In the blink of an eye, twenty years have passed.”


    Curtis wasn''t moved by those words. Instead, he was slightly annoyed by the fact that he was pestering


    an older boy when he was little. I was a boy myself. Why was I doing that back then?