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.

more and more sense why Aiden had agreed

him with

curious with what.

tone I did not think he had in him. It

back. He then turned to face Aiden and I and I noted how

grin he once

answered tightly and threw his arms over

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

and some stewed pork. I know you love chicken casserole Mr. Harrington,” Lillian

hand forward to give Sergio the

chirpy sweet voice made

Sergio answered, the crow lines by

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

and anger boiled in my veins as Sergio’s words

giggled. “You flatter me

her with your fist,” Aiden whispered in my ear

my fisted hand on

woman with little knowledge on the cooking part. This way I

chirped, her gaze

little an- noyed grunt. His

nod. “Lillian,”

smile nearly blind me by how happy she was when Aiden acknowledge her. It fueled my annoyance at the

a seat, have a seat,” Sergio urged while planting. himself

Aiden’s while Christopher sat mirroring mine. He had yet to move his curi- ous eyes off me which tickled my nerves. I shifted uneasily, trying to

questioned, a grin curling on his mouth as he tilted his head

chair closer to him, until

eyes shift in

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