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 whoa whoa whoa

said, “What to do with all

went, “Whoa whoa

Elio fell silent.

lyrics, he wouldn’t have a clue what they were singing.

were completely out of

the kitchen door and peeked in. He saw Roman using a bitter gourd as a microphone

a mask, afraid her spit would

when he saw the

Cornett and Hawthorne had spoken to him about the same topic: her past.

be curious, but he wouldn’t fuss over it.

his past, what right did

had right now and

next morning, Astrid didn’t get up until past ten.

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

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

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