Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 57

“Oh my god,” I say, leaning in close to get a better look. “I remember this. There’s a little chip…” I turn the sugar bowl halfway round and, indeed, there it is. Right on the rim.

Alden laughs a little but Tristin goes stiff in her seat. “Yes, well,”

she says, shifting uncomfortably. “If someone would let me replace it.”

“Oh no,” I say without thinking, looking up at them all. “It’s such a beautiful set – you can’t possibly-”

“Well if you’re so fond of it,” she says, glaring at me. “You shall take it with you when you go.”

I bite my lip, realizing that it’s not precisely a friendly gesture that she’s making.

“In fact,” she says, glaring at me and gesturing all around the room. “I guess all of this is yours now. So you should take it with you. Thank you so much for graciously letting me live among your inheritance for so many years.”

“I-“I start, but then I fade off, not knowing what to say. My inheritance? What was she talking about?

“Tristin,” Alden says, leaning back in his chair, his voice low with

Chapter 57

warning.

2/3

him. “Am I incorrect? Now that your first–born

belongs to her.”

is not,” he says,

turns her cold eyes on me. “Will you wait

Romulus, who looks about ready to bolt.

failing) to put on a cheerful smile, “to take anyone’s inheritance

–

and clutching the baby to

chest.

growing in him.

at his eye level. “This is your daughter! The one whose rights you are stripping to give

Chapter 57

ten minutes with you in

3/3