Chapter 850 The Patron Who Bought These Photos
Thessaly couldn't help but wonder what Kelvin's softer, more caring side might be like.
Only Penelope would know, she thought.
Even after Kelvin had left, Thessaly remained standing there, lost in thought.
Meanwhile, the paparazzi were going nuts, snapping away, especially when Thessaly accidentally slipped!
"I was worried these staged shots wouldn't be enough, given how much the client paid. The quality's just okay. But then, this unexpected scene happened!"
"It's like a gift! Thessaly, you're my lucky charm. I hope you make it big in Hollywood!"
"Perfect! These shots are scandal gold!"
The paparazzo eagerly reviewed the photos on his camera.
Wow, there were shots of Kelvin draping his coat over Thessaly, them hugging, and looking into each other's eyes.
Fantastic!
The paparazzo removed the memory card, whistled, and left the hotel.
But he didn't drive away.
First, he looked around to make sure no one noticed him, then took out his phone and headed to the agreed-upon meeting spot.
On the deserted street, only a few cars were parked here and there.
Suddenly, the driver's window of a black BMW rolled down.
This is it!
The paparazzo hurried over, nodding and bowing. "So, you're here."
A man spoke in a deliberately low voice, "Got the stuff?"
"Here," the paparazzo handed the memory card into the car, "It's exactly what you wanted, absolutely explosive!"
He bent down, trying to get a look at the client who bought the photos.
But he didn't get the chance, as the window quickly rolled up.
All he saw was a black mask and a baseball cap.
Wow, the client was more disguised than he was.
The paparazzo shoved his hands in his pockets, patiently waiting for the client to check the goods.
Inside the car, Brandon inserted the memory card and pulled up the photos.
The more he looked, the bigger his smile grew.
Great shots.
Indeed, professional work should be left to professionals.
These photos would definitely leave Kelvin with no way to explain!
In the photos, Thessaly was still wearing Kelvin's coat. When they hugged, the coat slipped off, revealing Thessaly's shoulder and the curves of her chest.
It looked like they were engaged in something intimate!
Scandalous!
With these photos, a major news story could be created.
Brandon was very pleased.
This time, the relationship between Kelvin and Penelope should start to crack!
And he planned to create more cracks, bit by bit.
Brandon knew it was impossible to destroy their love in one go.
He had to take it step by step.
Every time a crack appeared, he would take advantage and spend more time with Penelope.
One day, she would stay by his side and never return to Kelvin!
"Not bad," Brandon said, rolling down the window again. "Why was Thessaly wearing a man's coat? Was it really Kelvin's?"
"Of course it was. I saw it with my own eyes."
Brandon frowned.
Could it be that Kelvin really had feelings for Thessaly?
Otherwise, with Kelvin's cold personality, he wouldn't be so kind to anyone.
It was good news for Brandon.
If Kelvin could fall for someone else, it would make his job easier!
"Alright," Brandon said, "You did well."
"As long as you're happy, I'm happy," the paparazzo grinned. "If you need anything like this again, just call me!"
Brandon asked, "Have you seen me before?"
The paparazzo hesitated, then quickly replied, "No, I've never seen you. I don't even know what you look like. We're just strangers."
"Good. Keep your mouth shut. If you say a word about tonight..."
"I won't! I have professional ethics! Don't worry!"
Brandon grunted, stepped on the gas, and drove away!
He was in a great mood.
Kelvin, Kelvin, why don't you just go for Thessaly?
You have your actress, and I want my Penelope!
It would save me the trouble of breaking you two up!
The night was deep.
Kelvin was also driving, heading back to The King Manor.
His phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Daddy," Lucy's small, sad voice came through, "Why aren't you home yet?"
"I'm on my way."
"Is Mommy with you?"
Kelvin replied, "Your Godmother came back from Crystal City today. They're having a get-together."
So, Penelope was still with Monica.
"Why aren't you both home yet?" Lucy said, "I miss you both. It's so late. Be safe out there."
Kelvin smiled.
His daughter's warmth and care were always evident.
Look at his son, not a word from him!
"Almost there," Kelvin said. "I'll pick up Mommy on the way back, okay?"
"Okay."
"Go to bed early. You have school tomorrow."
"Goodnight, Daddy," Lucy said, kissing the phone. "Drive safely."
This was what home felt like.
Before, no matter how late Kelvin returned to The King Manor, no one waited for him or asked about his whereabouts.
The butler had no right to question his schedule or ask why he wasn't home.
But now, it was different.
No wonder Grandpa used to say that The King Manor was just a house, not a home.
He had scoffed at that back then.
Now, looking back, he realized Grandpa was right.
If he had understood this sooner, he could have enjoyed the warmth of family earlier.
"Goodnight, Lucy."
Just as Kelvin was about to hang up, he heard Sam's voice.
Sam seemed to be talking to Lucy, "They'll be home a bit late today. Don't rush them. Give them some space for their own time."
"Sam," Kelvin raised his voice, "Why are you still in Lucy's room this late?"
Sam quickly replied, "Kelvin, I'm telling her a bedtime story. Since you and Mom aren't here, it's my job! Don't worry, enjoy your time. I'll take care of Lucy and be a responsible big brother!"
Kelvin was satisfied with that.
"Don't worry, Kelvin. I've got things covered at home!"
It seemed handling Sam wasn't too difficult.
Just know what he liked most.
After hanging up, Kelvin made a U-turn at the intersection and headed to the barbecue joint.
It was time to pick up his lovely wife.
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