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.”

of Ivan’s face as he looks Fay over from

Ivan, Kent, 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. Daniel stops in his tracks when

“What’s…going on?”

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

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

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

on Fay.

asks with a

for the night,” she replies, attempting a little smile. “It’s a…

surprise?”

his father. Fay shrugs and nods a little. Daniel glares at them

expertly 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

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

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