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!!”

whoa whoa

said, “What to do with

went, “Whoa whoa whoa…”

Elio fell silent.

lyrics, he wouldn’t have a clue

completely out

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

put on a mask, afraid her spit would splash on the

when he saw the two of

and Hawthorne had spoken to him about the same

but he wouldn’t fuss

his past, what right did he

everything he had right now and protect his loved ones.

next morning, Astrid didn’t get up

the sofa. She bent over and pinched his cheeks, “Roman, I

about me; Uncle Jon will

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