Zeal Cliff's face became stiff, and he stared intently at Kevin Cliff, not understanding the meaning behind his words. Could it be that he had always known that one day he would return?
"Don't overthink it, I'm just here for breakfast," Kevin Cliff said with a light and nonchalant smile, standing up and straightening his clothes before he stepped away.
"Brother Kevin, you can't just come and go as you please, can you?" James Cliff sneered.
Kevin Cliff stopped in his tracks and glanced sideways, "This is the Cliff Family's home, isn't it?"
James Cliff let out a cold huff.
"Don't you know? The true owner of the Cliff Mansion is my father. After my father's accidental death, I inherited the Cliff Family, and your father's share has long been squandered. So technically, you should be thankful that I still allow you to live here," Kevin Cliff reminded at an even and unhurried pace.
