Chapter 388

Ronald Wright stood in the kitchen, wearing an apron as he carefully simmered a pot of fresh soup. His tall frame was straight as a pine tree, exuding a natural confidence and making the entire kitchen seem almost regal just by his presence. His strikingly handsome face remained devoid of emotion, his demeanor composed and dignified. He didn’t need to speak to command attention. Nicholas Perry walked in, a suit draped over one arm, his eyes widening in disbelief at the sight of Ronald in such a domestic setting. He swallowed hard, clearly at a loss for words. Ronald gave him a quick glance. “How’s it going?” Nicholas lingered near the doorway, his hand tightening slightly around the bag before finally stepping further inside. “All handled, just like you asked. The kid’s back with his mom, and Robert Harrison’s case has been dropped. He’ll probably be able to return to the country in a few days.” He paused, his gaze sweeping over Ronald’s current image, a far cry from the ruthless and c