Chapter 586 Matthew Won First Place

• Kate watched as oil dripped from the beef skewer. She was worried, and she reached out her hand. "Let me hold it instead!"
• Robert sidestepped her hand effortlessly, his tone calm. "No need. Matthew asked me to hold it for him."
• Kate thought to herself, What’s with this sudden burst of pride? A man like Robert seemed more suited to holding billion-dollar contracts or a glass of wine. Yet here he was, carrying a greasy beef skewer, this was completely out of sync with his refined and reserved image.