Chapter 1548
At this moment, Seymour came out of the kitchen with chicken noodle soup. He placed down the bowl and thoughtfully handed a spoon to Helen. "The chicken noodle soup is ready, and the temperature is just right to drink now."
While pondering the reason for Chandler's appearance, Helen subconsciously took the spoon and absentmindedly stirred the soup in front of her.
Chandler happened to see it, and his initially indifferent face was instantly covered by a layer of complex emotions. His eyes were dark and gloomy, as if he were about to devour someone.
Seymour sensed something and looked up. When he met Chandler's gaze, he immediately looked away guiltily.
After such a long time, the man was still so intimidating. Those eyes seemed to be able to see through their masks and pierce into his soul—it was too terrifying.
Chandler caught sight of the subtle movement, but he wasn't in a hurry to expose it.
Before long, Diana brought Abraham downstairs. Seeing her daughter standing side by
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