Chapter 154

Sophie’s pov

“Guests?” Aiden asked tightly, his jaw popping.

Sergio suddenly rises to his feet, looking over at where Margo disappeared off to.

“Yes guests. Did I not mention it yesterday?” Sergio chuckled while fixing his tie and tilted his head. “Forgive me grandson, must have slipped my mind.” He apologized.

It was very evident that Sergio was not sorry at all and that he had planned to surprise Aiden and me.

I can feel the knots in my belly worsen.

“What guests Sergio? Who have you invited?” Aiden asked, his face mirroring the vexation he currently felt.

Sergio face showcased a smirk that didn’t sit well with me. But instead of answering Aiden’s question, he only pushed out his hand and pointed at Margo who was coming back over here.

But behind her is a familiar man, tall and brooding. When he nears and shifts slightly is when I realize Lillian Muralo is a couple feet away from the tall brooding man.

“Aiden?” I voiced out in confusion, my hand gripping his.

“We can leave-

“Now now Aiden, that would be rude to our guests. Christopher hasn’t seen you in a while. And Lillian just got

here, stay a few and let’s catch up. Besides, don’t forget what we discussed yesterday.” Sergio snorted, walking over to Lil- lian and Christopher Muralo.

Í looked over at Aiden, confused more than ever. “What you two discussed?”

Aiden shakes his head, squeezing my hand reassuringly. “It’s nothing, don’t worry.”

I was not reassured.

and more sense why Aiden had agreed to have

definitely baited him with something

curious with what.

a tone I did not think he had in him.

brightly as he shook hands with Ser- gio and patted his back. He then turned to face Aiden and I and I noted how Aiden

grin

tightly and threw his arms over the back of

me and his brows knot

made chicken casserole and some stewed pork. I know you love

to give Sergio the two trays she held

voice made me grit my

a sweet girl. And please call me Sergio, you’re not a stranger.” Sergio answered,

chuckled. “A girl who cooks. You’d make a perfect housewife. Who wouldn’t want to

my veins as Sergio’s words

“You

about to slap her with your fist,”

my fisted hand

knowledge on the cooking part. This way I can teach her myself and would- n’t

her gaze swinging

an- noyed

nod. “Lillian,”

when Aiden acknowledge her. It fueled

urged while planting. himself

eyes off me which tickled my nerves. I shifted uneasily, trying to stay polite and not tell him to move

his mouth as he tilted his head while

my chair closer

shift in

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