FreeGoodNovelChapter 846 Chapter 846: She thought back to what he had said about the property having no commercial value. Now, she realized it was likely an excuse, something he said to keep the woman's family from feeling like a burden.
After all, this was prreal estate in a school district. Even though the buildings were old, wealthy families would pay a fortune just to secure a spot here for their children's education. How could it not have value? Carrie turned her gaze to Kyson, reassessing him. He looked young, like someone's younger brother. She remembered the first tshe saw him-holding a basketball, full of energy. She had even mistaken him for an innocent college kid back then.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtYet here he was. Born into the powerful Webster family, yet choosing not to inherit the family business. He wasn't a playboy, nor did he waste his privilege. Instead, he built a career in education and had made a nfor himself on his own terms. He was empathetic. Thoughtful. His kindness wasn't just about giving—it was about making sure people could stand on their own feet.
A small wave of guilt washed over her. She had been suspicious of his intentions earlier, thinking he had ulterior motives when he had taken her here.
Kyson glanced up just in tto catch the subtle flicker of emotion on her face. He raised an eyebrow. "What's wrong? Why the sudden frown?" Carrie quickly composed herself, putting on a smile. She casually pointed to the watermelons and changed the subject. "Oh, it's nothing. Just wondering... which watermelon here is the sweetest?" Ga Ino vel s.takes you into new worlds Kyson saw through her clumsy lie but didn't call her out on it. Instead, he set down the bag of apples, walked over, and picked up a watermelon. He tapped it lightly, listening.
Then he smirked slightly. "You asked the right person. I'm great at picking fruit. Hear that crisp sound? That means this one's perfectly ripe-super juicy and sweet." Hearing Kyson's words, Carrie's eyes flickered with curiosity. She picked up a watermelon, mimicking Kyson's movements, patting it lightly.
She repeated the process with another watermelon, comparing the sounds. Her brows furrowed slightly as the excitement in her dimmed. "They all seem the same. What's the difference?" Kyson's lips curled into a subtle smile. He deliberately selected a watermelon with a yellow rind, one that looked ripe, and held it up close to her face. With measured patience, he knocked on its surface. "Can you hear the difference?" His knuckles hovered barely two millimeters from her skin. The warmth of her presence was palpable.
If he pretended to be careless, he could have touched her cheek.
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A fleeting thought crossed his mind-a temptation to close the small distance between them but he ve restrained himself. Keeping his composure, he held the watermelon steady, maintaining a polite boundary.
Carrie, completely unaware of the moment of restraint, bent her fingers and tapped on the watermelon in her hand, then on the one Kyson held. She repeated the motion several times, listening carefully. Her expression suddenly brightened. "They really are different!" She straightened up instantly, her eyes gleaming with excitement, like a child who had just made a fascinating discovery.
Such eyes were usually only seen in children. Not in adults already m burdened with life. Only a few could E be so interested in such trivial things.
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