Chapter 1377

• “Thank you, Uncle Calvin, you’re so kind.” He said sweetly.
• Connor stood at the corner of the corridor, frowning. Who was his son’s gift to? What kind of gift was it? Could it be the money in his piggy bank?
• Connor did not appear immediately but returned to his office, stood in front of the French window, and watched Calvin’s car drive out of the garden. He reached out and dialed Calvin’s number. “Hello, Mr. Tucker, is there anything I can do for you?” Calvin answered the phone at once.