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 whoa whoa whoa whoa-whoa~”

do with all these good–looks!!!”

“Whoa whoa whoa…”

Elio fell silent.

lyrics, he wouldn’t have a

were completely out of

Roman using a bitter gourd as a microphone and shaking his booty with all

she even considerately put on a mask, afraid her spit would splash on the food

instantly when he saw the two

spoken to him about the

he

into his past, what right did he have to probe into

protect everything he had right now and protect his

didn’t get up until past ten.

to see Roman playing games on the sofa. She bent over and pinched his cheeks, “Roman, I need to go to

shook his head, “Don’t worry about me; Uncle

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