Love in the Limelight

Chapter 222

The bodyguard stooped and said, “We don’t have any ties with the Lampard family; they wouldn’t invite us.”

“No sweat.” Hawthorne chuckled lightly, speaking in a gentle tone, “I’ve got my ways. Let’s roll.”

Hawthorne closed his eyes, seeming to ponder something, and a smile tugged at his lips.

The bodyguard opened the car door, only to find the blue roses inside had started to wilt.

Hawthorne gently touched the petals, smiling warmly, “Hang in there; we’re heading home soon.”

When Elio came back, Astrid and Roman were not in the living room.

The kitchen was filled with Astrid and Roman’s singing; their off–key notes were oddly in sync.

Their voices sounded incredibly harmonious.

Astrid exclaimed, “How am I this good–looking!!”

Roman went, “Whoa–whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa-whoa~”

“What to do with all these good–looks!!!”

went, “Whoa whoa

Elio fell silent.

it weren’t for the lyrics, he wouldn’t have a clue

completely out

walked to the kitchen door and peeked in. He saw Roman using a bitter gourd as a microphone and shaking his booty with all his might. His

a mask, afraid her spit

heart melted instantly when he saw

to him about the same topic:

might be curious, but he

never pried into his past, what right did he have to probe into

protect everything he had right now and protect his

get up

on the sofa. She bent over and pinched his cheeks, “Roman, I need to go to work; I’ll send you home later,

me; Uncle Jon will

Uncle Jon?

did you

is a bit annoying, he’s really good at games, so we’re friends now.” After finishing his words, Roman planted a