Chapter 410: Murder Case

His arrival threw her off guard, and Cheyenne's peripheral vision caught sight of his hand resting on her shoulder. She was about to remove it when Kelvin gently held her delicate wrist. With his deep-set eyes gazing at her, his smile unchanged, he softly said, "Don't move. What if someone throws a stone and hits you?" His tone was casual, but Cheyenne could sense a trace of concern in his words. She furrowed her brow. "Kelvin, you shouldn't have come. Didn't we agree to part ways?" As the words fell, a hint of helplessness flashed through the man's eyes. He inwardly laughed at her comment. Part ways? Don't even think about it... He wanted to entangle himself with her, even if Cheyenne hated him. Although he thought this way, Kelvin still maintained a cold and indifferent expression on his face, pretending to be aloof as he lightly hummed, displaying a touch of petulance. "Cheyenne, don't flatter yourself. I came here because my grandfather told me to. I don't like being indebt