Chapter 260 How Short-lived Is Juvenile Hemoptysis
- It was dark early in winter, and it was already dark at six o'clock. Kyle Branson, wrapped in a thick cotton-padded coat, saw that Ivelle Astely had nothing but a bag. So she couldn't help laughing and said, "Did you come directly after you hung up the call?"
- She nodded and said, "Just take me there!"
- She looked a little complicated and said after a pause, "Let's go to dinner first. I've booked a restaurant. After dinner, I'll take you around the neighborhood where they live."