Uncle Kelvin, I'm Your Nephew's Girlfriend

"Silly girl." Brian chuckled, looking at her with slightly misty eyes.

His warm gaze then turned sharp as he faced Dylan and his parents.

"You all should treat Julie well. If someone bullies her, I swear I'll break his legs!" The old guy warned.

Dylan nodded and swore that he would always be good to Julie, and both of his parents promised to treat Julie well.

Brian smiled with satisfaction and chatted with Julie for a while before he drifted off to sleep again, exhausted.

Once they left the old mansion, Dylan sent Julie back to her dorm and left in a hurry on the pretext of having something to do.

Whatever urgent thing it was that he had to do this late at night, Julie didn't care. A lot happened this day, and her head hurt from trying to process them. So she called it a night and went upstairs. But just before getting to her floor, her phone rang.

Julie glanced at the number, looked around, then picked it up. "Jimmy?"

"Miss Jones, the car's downstairs. Mr. Williams is waiting for you," he responded.

Julie paused heavily before responding, "Okay."

She slowly went back down, unknowingly tightening her grip on her phone. She headed around the block and looked for the car.

Under the moonlight, Kelvin's silver-grey Bentley shone with a cold light, and for a moment, Julie did not dare to come closer.

But she had no way of turning back now that things had come to this. She bit her lip and gathered up her courage to walk over.

Jimmy opened the car door for her, and Julie obediently slid into the car and sat down next to Kelvin. The assistant gave the two privacy and walked ten steps away for a smoke.

Inside the car, the two bathed in heavy silence. It wasn't that Julie didn't know what to say. She was unsure how to begin since Kelvin remained only still, and his intense gaze made her uncomfortable.

On the flip side, Kelvin was studying her from head to toe. She still wore the same ruffled collar, white shirt, jeans, and white sneakers he saw her in earlier in the day. Her long hair was soft and straight, with fringes softly laid over her eyebrows and without makeup. She looked very young, like a high school student.

Kelvin looked at her coldly for a while before he spoke, "Babe."

His voice was slightly deep, like a gentle feather brushing Julie's heart. She shuddered, then lowered her head and softly nodded.

"Is that how Dylan usually calls you?" He vaguely asked.

"Sometimes." Her voice came out faint yet loud due to the silence enveloping them.

"In bed?" Kelvin flatly asked.

Julie couldn't pick out any emotion from Kelvin's voice, but she felt pinches around her heart. She darted a glance at him, wanting to say something but couldn't make a sentence. In the end, she drooped back without answering.

A cold smirk curved on his lips. This girl wasn't bad at pretending to be innocent. Was this how she made his stupid nephew fall for her? Perhaps.

Kelvin gently grabbed her jaw and forced her to look him in the eyes.

"Was that on purpose?" he asked, laced with mockery.

Julie frowned in confusion and stuttered, "W...What?"

Kelvin looked at her as if watching a performance.

"Did you hit on me on purpose?" he coldly asked, almost like a growl.

Julie shook her head vigorously, anxious to cry.

"No, I wasn't. I didn't know you and Dylan were closely related. I swear!" she frantically replied.

If she knew, she would rather be dead than hit on him.

Seeing how panic-stricken she was, convinced Kelvin that she was not lying.

"You're his girlfriend, huh?" he said, letting her go.

Julie looked outside the window, blinking her reddened eyes away.

"Yes," she replied, shaken.

"Were the Andersons lacking wealth that they would let their youngest son's girlfriend sell herself for money?" Kelvin huffed.

Julie flushed in shame. Kelvin's words were awful, but what she did was something she wasn't proud of doing either.

She gritted in silence, unable to talk back.

Hearing nothing from her, Kelvin dismissively canceled his question. "Forget it. I'm not interested."

"S...sorry..." Julie quavered.

"I'll disappear from your life and won't cause any trouble in the future—" she added, but Kelvin cut her off.

"Trouble?" Kelvin slightly raised his eyebrows.

"You're Dylan's... uncle," Julie cautiously clarified.

Kelvin felt agitated hearing her mention 'uncle' so naively.

Panning his gaze to the front, he loosened his tie in frustration.

"So what?" he callously remarked.

Julie held not much weight in his heart. Why would he care about a mindless nephew?

"A-Anyway, I will disappear later. I promise..." she swore yet again.

"You were bold when you first climbed into my bed. Why are you afraid now?" Kelvin sneered.

"Dressing so pure next to Dylan and slutty in front of me...."

A cynical laugh escaped his mouth.

"So, which one are you?" he mockingly asked, leaning toward her.

"Babe?" Kelvin whispered quite menacingly.