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.

sure of

you and Aiden will get married? I have always held

what makes you think we can force them to do anything?

Just sit back and watch the show unfold okay? I

with

and nodded. I could always

widened as he slowed down beside Sergio's mansion. ’And

isn’t

calm down. How can I calm down when that old fart still refuses to go

I supposed to get Aiden when we have nothing against him to blackmail him

forth with the plan, my future with Aiden was practically none existent. I couldn’t let that bitch

you tell me to calm down right now? You heard that old fucker in there! He's

entered after me, turning to look at me with a slight glare. "I said to calm the fuck 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

and dad?" I

reaches out, his fingers brushing my cheek. "Do you really think we'd make someone hurt our princess? We re going to make sure that you get him, Lillian.

Perhaps Chris and dad can actually win this for me. I really hope they can get rid of that bitch

* Family Dinner*

his

wore a skin-tight red silk dress, dad's favorite

the door and we entered the house. It was empty of maids. Dad usually didn't

think he'd like the wine I bought him?" I asked while lifting the wine bottle.

chuckled. ’I don't think the wine would be the main focus for

the dining area. The table is already set with food the maids must've already placed

table is where dad sat. He grins

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