Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 178

I look up, my mouth still open, to see Kent standing there, sliding a plate in front of Daniel as well. I look him over, noting the chef’s apron tied tight around his slim waist, his clean–shaven cheeks below eyes with dark circles beneath them. Apparently, he got less sleep than I did last night.

I cock my head, curious about that.

“Daniel,” Kent says, his voice even but unfriendly. “Don’t you

have class to attend?”

Daniel just crosses his arms, glaring at his dad and not

responding. But Kent doesn’t rise to the bait. Instead, he turns to

1. me.

“Fay, I’d like you to go to lunch today at your father’s house.”

“Really?” I ask, my eyebrows raising.

Kent nods. “Yes, I need you to feel out the situation. Word has gotten out about the end to your engagement to Daniel,”

he continues, looking briefly at Daniel to include him in the

conversation, “and that you’ve been spending time with Ivan. I’d like you to see how your father feels about this change. And report

it back to me.”

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I nod, agreeing but hesitant.

2/4

his words clipped.

it?”

it…it’s just…one

almost double take at these words, looking suddenly into my eyes with surprise on his face. I cock my head to see it – I’m not sure I’ve ever seen Kent truly surprised before. But then I consider the meaning of my last words

sorts. And that I’ve just

will be

again for my stupid tendency to

do I look like an idiot, blushing

my emotions right on my

I blurt out, shaking my head and

“I mean, it’s fine. I’ll do it. It won’t be so bad.”

to be a date with a

insists and I look back up at him in

me? Did he

enemy? A

and laughs a little, turning away. “Your

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3/4

Fay. Jerome will drive you. Don’t make

just staring after him, wondering how he does this. Balances it all, lives a life of such extremes with

thought. “Did you

my fork and poking at

“Last night?”

“What!?”

sigh, looking evenly at Daniel. “Seriously, Daniel, if you want to be a part of this then you should pay more attention. You’re like, the last person in this house to be aware of that.” Frustrated, I start to shovel food into my

1. me.