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

to do with all these

went, “Whoa whoa

Elio fell silent.

wouldn’t have a clue

completely out of tune.

to the kitchen door and peeked in. He saw Roman using a bitter gourd as a microphone and shaking his booty with all his might. His chubby cheeks

was chopping vegetables; she even considerately put on a mask, afraid

melted instantly when he saw the

had spoken to him about the same topic:

curious, but he wouldn’t fuss over it.

right did he have to probe into

had right now and protect

next morning, Astrid didn’t get

came out to see Roman playing games on the sofa. She bent over and pinched his cheeks, “Roman, I need to go to work; I’ll send you

his head, “Don’t worry about me; Uncle Jon will come play games with me

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