Seven-character regulated poem

Chapter 580: Words of Wolves and Tigers

Chapter 580: Chapter 580: Words of Wolves and Tigers


The kiss was like a dragonfly skimming the water, but it ignited a burning fire all over Kyle Keaton.


Images of the private photos July Quinn sent him that night kept flashing in his mind.


So, he held July’s head and deepened the kiss...


It wasn’t until the kiss ended that Kyle realized how absurd his actions had been.


Did he really just kiss a woman who had ulterior motives to seduce him?


What comes next?


Would he end up like other family heirs, manipulated into losing his family assets and inheritance?


July had no idea what ideas were running through someone’s head, still nestled in his arms, her eyes narrowed.


"How about we go to a hotel tonight? I haven’t held you and had a good sleep in so long!"


Smelling his unique scent, July began to feel drowsy again.


Recently, she had been swamped with work at the clinic, and she was also taking her own heart-repairing medicine, making her sleepy all the time.


So her biggest wish now was to sleep holding him, just like before.


However, her simple wish turned into a different story in Kyle’s ears.


Go to a hotel?


She wanted to check into a hotel just after a kiss?


This fierce woman, with her mind full of R-rated thoughts!


He absolutely couldn’t let her scheme the family assets and inheritance from him.


So, Kyle firmly avoided the hotel topic: "I came over today mainly to deliver something from my grandfather."


"Your grandfather?"


Looking confused, July Quinn saw Kyle pointing to a pile of gift boxes nearby.


That’s when July noticed the strange pile of gift boxes in the corner of the tea room, initially thinking they were just part of the decor.


"Why did your grandfather send me these? Housewarming gifts?"


Faced with the sudden gifts, July was a bit at a loss.


But for Kyle, it sounded like sinister intentions, so he quickly clarified:


"It’s not housewarming gifts, it’s a gratitude gift. It’s to thank you for the prescription you gave him last time, which saved him."


"Oh, that’s not necessary. It was just my job."


July couldn’t quite recall which of her patients was Kyle’s grandpa, given the many elderly she treated.


She didn’t want to waste time on this, feeling too sleepy, she frankly suggested, "Let’s just go to the hotel for a nap."


Kyle: "..."


This thirsty woman!


Even so many gifts couldn’t stop her mouth?


But Kyle didn’t want her to notice his reluctance to go to the hotel, fearing she would doubt his ability, so he just said, "I have other things to do."


July thought he really had matters to attend to, so she got up yawning from his lap: "Then next time."


Very soon, July went back to sleep.


Even though his body still clamored to go to the hotel with July, Kyle’s rationality kept him in the tea room.


A few minutes later, Kyle still called Thomas Grant, the Vanguard Warlord Commander of the Keaton Family.


"Don’t assign Bianca White to me anymore in the future."


Once the call connected, Kyle directly commanded.


Though his rationality was still averse to getting closer to July, his body always seemed to follow her demands.


And Thomas Grant could only comply with Kyle’s orders: "Understood, Lord Keaton."


So once the call ended, Thomas Grant immediately sought out Bianca White.


Bianca entered Thomas Grant’s office, still bearing a composed smile on her face: "Grant, do you have instructions for me?"


"Tomorrow you’re temporarily relieved from replacing Chase in protecting Lord Keaton."


Thomas Grant’s words made the smile on Bianca’s face suddenly freeze.