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.

why Aiden had agreed to have lunch with

definitely baited him

curious with what.

and Lillian dear! You two made it.” Sergio chirped with a tone I did not think he had

with Ser- gio and patted his back. He then

nod, losing the grin he once

his arms over the back

grey eyes swept to me and his brows knot as if trying to figure

I know you love chicken casserole Mr. Harrington,” Lillian

Sergio the two trays she held in her

made me grit my

You’re such a sweet girl. And please call me Sergio, you’re not a stranger.” Sergio answered, the crow lines by his

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

veins as Sergio’s words slapped

“You flatter

about to slap her with your fist,”

mine, squeezing my fisted hand

rather my woman with little knowledge on the cooking part. This way I can teach her myself and would- n’t that be great.”

Lillian chirped, her gaze

after letting out a little an- noyed grunt. His eyes disinterestedly

nod. “Lillian,”

by how happy she was when Aiden acknowledge

urged

Aiden’s while Christopher sat mirroring mine. He had yet to move his curi- ous eyes off me which

questioned, a grin curling on his mouth as he

pulls my chair closer to him, until I was plastered to his

eyes shift in

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