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~”

to do

went, “Whoa

Elio fell silent.

wouldn’t have

were completely out

bitter gourd as a microphone and shaking his booty with all his might.

on a mask, afraid her spit would splash on the food while

when he saw the two

had spoken to him about the

be curious, but he wouldn’t fuss

right did he have to probe into

he had right now and protect his

morning, Astrid didn’t get up until past

on the sofa. She bent over and pinched his cheeks, “Roman, I need to go to work;

worry about me; Uncle Jon will come

Uncle Jon?

you get so chummy with

his words, Roman planted a

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