Chapter 222

The bodyguard stooped and said, “We don’t have any ties with the Lampard family; they wouldn’t invite us.”

“No sweat.” Hawthorne chuckled lightly, speaking in a gentle tone, “I’ve got my ways. Let’s roll.”

Hawthorne closed his eyes, seeming to ponder something, and a smile tugged at his lips.

The bodyguard opened the car door, only to find the blue roses inside had started to wilt.

Hawthorne gently touched the petals, smiling warmly, “Hang in there; we’re heading home soon.”

When Elio came back, Astrid and Roman were not in the living room.

The kitchen was filled with Astrid and Roman’s singing; their off–key notes were oddly in sync.

Their voices sounded incredibly harmonious.

Astrid exclaimed, “How am I this good–looking!!”

went, “Whoa–whoa whoa whoa

do with all these good–looks!!!”

went, “Whoa whoa whoa…”

Elio fell silent.

for the lyrics, he wouldn’t have a clue

completely out of tune.

He saw Roman using a bitter gourd as a microphone and shaking his

chopping vegetables; she even considerately put on a mask, afraid her spit would splash on

heart melted instantly when he saw the two of them.

Hal Cornett and Hawthorne had spoken to him about

be curious, but he wouldn’t fuss

right did he have

protect everything he had right now

get up until past

sofa. She bent over and pinched his cheeks,

about me; Uncle Jon will come play games with me

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