Lillian's pov

'Everything will be okay Lillian." Christopher’s hands reach out to touch my fisted hands on my thighs. I moved them away from his touch and looked out the window.

’ You can't guarantee that Chris,* I grumble under my breath.

I could feel Aiden slipping through my fingers.

And I was very certain it was all because of that whore Sophie. Why did she have to have his baby?

If I had known, I would've faked a pregnancy sooner. But now it's too late to act pregnant for him. The last time we slept together was months ago and sure sometimes it only takes once to impregnate someone, but Aiden wasn’t stupid.

I grit my teeth.

Christopher sighed, patting my fisted hand. "Calm down."

I can't calm down. I want to gauge that whore's eyeballs from her socket.

'Dad's coming back tonight. You up for a family dinner tonight?’ He asked, trying to stray the conversation away from the current topic.

’If my shift ends early at the hospital then yes," I grumble.

'Good. I think we can cheer you up."

I fisted my hands tightly as I sneered. "Why would you two need to cheer me up? You know Sergio won't change his mind, don't you?" I turn to flash him a glare.

If I can't have Aiden then that whore Sophie won't either.

make sure

you that you

Chris, what makes you think we can force

’You really underestimate your brother Lillian. Just sit back and watch the show unfold okay? I promise to make sure you get

promised with a

sighed and nodded. I could always trust

as he slowed down beside Sergio's mansion. ’And you must've forgotten who

He was right, dad isn’t someone to mess with

Chris's calls for me to calm down. How can I calm down when that old fart still refuses to go on with the

supposed to get Aiden when we have nothing against him

with the plan, my future with Aiden was practically

Chris over the roof of the car. ’How can you tell me to calm down right now? You heard that old

down Lillian because we Muralos don't fucking back down from a fight. Don't you think I have another plan up my fucking sleeves!? I only went to speak with that old man to see

and dad?"

We re going to make sure that you get him, Lillian. Just relax, and look

I really hope they can get rid of that bitch Sophie. I wouldn't mind being

* Family Dinner*

murmured softly as his hand rested on the

silk dress,

opened the door and we entered the house. It was empty of maids. Dad usually didn't have them around when we came

I asked while lifting the wine bottle. It was a costly wine. Dad loved anything

wine would be the

table is already set with food the maids must've already

where dad sat.

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