"Brother Matt," As soon as Kenneth reached Matthew in the garden, he called out.
Kenneth trudged closer while the man in the garden remained calm. His eyes were on the roses not far away from him. They swayed along with the wind.
"Until when will you be associated with that man?" When Kenneth stopped closer to his side, he sighed in frustration.
"It's interesting." Matthew just gave him a side eye for a brief time, and then averted his gaze back to the flowers.
"I thought you'd dispose of him?" Upon hearing that two words reply from him, Kenneth's lips angled down into a frown.
"I thought so too," He chuckled, shaking his head as if he found this amusing. "But something happened, and someone needed him." Matthew shrugged, inhaling and exhaling as Zoey's face crossed his mind.
"Someone?" Still bearing the same disappointed frown, Kenneth queried. "Brother Matt, who are you associated with this time?" Upset, Kenneth sighed in distress.
