Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 200

Twenty minutes later, Fay slips out of her room, dragging a little powder–blue wheeled suitcase behind her, dressed in a casual white tennis skirt and an oversized varsity sweater that Kent

picked out for her before he left her room.

At the bottom of the stairs, both Ivan and Kent watch her

descend. They’ve been there the whole time, waiting. They didn’t

say a word to each other.

“Bout time, gorgeous,” Ivan says with a smile, coming forward

and reaching out a hand to help Fay down the last few steps. She

beams at him.

“Oh, come on,” she replies, wrinkling her nose playfully. “I’m

worth the wait.”

himself to watch the exchange. He wants nothing more than to step forward and punch that satisfied smirk right off of Ivan’s face as he looks Fay over from head to foot. But Kent does nothing, doesn’t move at all, burying the desire

and Fay all turn towards the kitchen as Daniel comes into the hall, taking a big bite of the sandwich in his hand, his mind clearly elsewhere.

on?” he

calls, raising his chin to him, not letting go of Fay’s hand. “Nice to see

come here,” Kent commands, not giving Daniel a chance. to respond. “Come say

between them, but Kent ignores them all. He has his own reasons. Daniel crosses to the

on Fay.

you going?” Daniel asks

for the night,” she replies, attempting

surprise?”

get mad and moving to stand next to his father. Fay shrugs and nods a little. Daniel glares at them all. “Why!?”

the conversation, though, snapping his fingers towards the open doors of his office. Two men come out, backpacks slung over their

says, unphased. “We’ve got plenty of room.

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