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 all, burying the

the hall, taking a big bite

on?” he

not letting go of Fay’s hand. “Nice

Daniel a chance. to respond. “Come say goodbye to your fiancé. She’s off for

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

on Fay.

Daniel asks with a confused frown.

she replies, attempting a little smile. “It’s a…

surprise?”

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

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

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

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