Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 113

Alden just shrugs, leaning back against his seat. “She’s a beautiful girl, my Fay. Young men want to talk to her. I can’t help

that.”

Kent carefully notes the possessive in Alden’s sentence. His Fay. Kent rankles at the ownership there, but doesn’t let it show on his

face.

“What was Ivan even doing at your barbeque, Alden?” Kent asks, leaning further forward and putting on the pressure. “The last time we talked, you told me that he was responsible for the attempt on my life at that party you threw to introduce Fay to your family.”

“A misunderstanding,” Alden says lightly, waving a hand to

dismiss it. “Ivan spoke to me, after he realized that the evidence was pointing towards him. Assured me, in no uncertain terms, that he had nothing to do with it.”

“And you never thought to share that information with me?” Kent

asks, turning his head to the side, his question taking on the edge

of a threat. “Though surely you would have known that I would be

interested.”

shrugs, leaning casually forward and taking a chicken wing from a platter on the table. He takes a nibble of it before responding. “Well, Ivan told me that he wanted to tell you himself.

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on cue, the door opens again, a young man pushing through. Unlike Kent and Alden,

wears them exclusively in shades of black and grey, to compliment his monochrome

late,” Ivan says, smirking at Kent, standing with his feet apart and his hands in his

slowly between Ivan and Alden, rage festering in his stomach. As he does, every

Alden was pushing the envelope here, letting Kent know that his

changed.

Kent says, taking what control he can. “So nice of you to come.” The venom in his words lets everyone

means precisely

you two talked,” Alden says as Ivan crosses the

table. “There is two

you should

have no bad blood with him,” Kent says, leaning back in his chair

him know to be