Chapter 21

The brash encounter between me and Lionel Mancini has made my plan tougher now.

Only if he wasn't so irritating that makes my blood boil every time I look at that snob expression on his face! What a waste of gorgeous looks with an ego the size of a mountain.

Five days have passed since then and the only piece of connection established between me and him is through his adorable nephew, Tylor.

For the next couple of days, the uncle and the nephew did not make an appearance at the diner.

By the third day, when they did, Tylor immediately came over and greeted me, "Hi, Arya! How have you been?"

"Hi, Tylor. I have been great. How are you?" I asked glancing at his Uncle 'Lionel Mancini' who took a seat on the table next to mine.

We faced each other with two benches and two tables of a gap from each other.

His reaction is more subtle today, although still pensive.