Chapter 602

Sitting at the main head table were the three Rogers brothers and their sons. The women and grandchildren were arranged to sit at the next head table close by.

The moment Kevan got closer, Anthony stood up and waved at him. "Kevan, here!"

The gazes of everyone else at the table only fell on him then.

There was an empty seat next to Anthony, which had clearly been left for Kevan.

Kevan did not take his seat at once but went over to Bernard to give him the prepared gift. "Happy birthday, Uncle Bernard." Kevan smiled faintly, his voice had a rare trace of gentleness when faced with all these people—he was always good with pulling superficial performances, even during the years in which the relationship of his side and theirs was at its most strained. He never did anything that could allow anyone to hold leverage over him when it came to public and social settings.

It was just that, ever since he "lost" his memory, he was colder to his family and friends. So, his attitude today surpri