Chapter 302 Good News Or Bad News

• It was Sunday, and the rain was still pouring down.
• I was doodling on the drawing board with my younger brother when I suddenly noticed his exceptional talent for drawing. It was embarrassing to see a one-and-a-half-year-old child with a better grasp of colors and preferences than me, an adult.
• Roy McGowan entered the small hall on the second floor and saw us earnestly drawing on the carpet. He remained silent for a moment. It was me who noticed his presence and jokingly remarked, "You came over without making any sound, like a ghost."