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 lunch

definitely baited him

curious with what.

did

his back. He then turned to face Aiden and I and I

Christopher nod, losing the grin he once

and threw his arms over the back of

brows knot as if trying to figure out who I

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

her hand forward to give Sergio the

chirpy sweet voice made me grit my

call me Sergio, you’re not a stranger.” Sergio answered, the crow lines by his eyes deepening and now more

who cooks.

my veins as Sergio’s words slapped me across my

giggled. “You flatter

about to slap her with your fist,” Aiden

covered mine, squeezing my fisted hand on my

rather my woman with little knowledge on the cooking part. This way I can teach her

her gaze swinging from

letting out a little an- noyed grunt. His eyes disinterestedly swiping over to

nod. “Lillian,”

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

urged while planting.

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

curling on his mouth as he tilted

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

shift

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