Chapter 159

• KELVIN’S POV
• The smell of grilled lamb hit me like a blessing from the heavens.
• I’d been sulking half the afternoon, but the moment Zetian handed me a skewer, I felt my will to live return. At least Zetian was really good at cooking. Although It was just a regular Barbecue, but she made it taste so good. I bit into the meat — smoky, juicy, perfectly charred — and almost forgave her for roping me into playing chauffeur.