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.”

in him as he forces 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

into the hall, taking a big bite of the sandwich in his hand, his mind clearly elsewhere.

on?”

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

here,” Kent commands, not giving Daniel a chance. to respond.

Kent’s use of that word, Ivan looking between them, but

on Fay.

going?” Daniel asks with

attempting a little smile. “It’s

surprise?”

pushes, starting to get mad and moving to stand next to his father. Fay shrugs and nods a little. Daniel

changes the direction of the conversation, though, snapping his fingers towards the open doors of his office. Two men come out, backpacks slung over their own shoulders. “These men are Fay’s body guards,” Kent explains, his words directed at Ivan. “I’m

got plenty of

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