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 of

"Sis you really need to calm down. Did I not promise you that you

family Chris, what makes you think we can force them to

watch the show unfold okay? I promise to make sure you get your

promised with

I could

beside Sergio's mansion. ’And you must've forgotten

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

me to calm down. How can I calm down when that old

Aiden when we have nothing against him to blackmail him

the plan, my future with Aiden

down right now? You heard that

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 if he'd make it

and dad?" I asked

cheek. "Do you really think we'd make someone hurt our princess? We re going to make sure that you get him, Lillian. Just relax, and look pretty for tonight's

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

* Family Dinner*

Lillian," Chris murmured softly as his hand

skin-tight red silk dress,

we entered the house. It was empty of maids. Dad

lifting the wine

the wine would be the

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

table is where dad sat. He

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