Chapter 18: Family Breakfast (2)
The servants came in carrying platters of perfectly crafted food and fresh fruit. The table quieted down while everyone ate, giving me some time to recover my composure.
Morgan kept her eyes glued to Christian, even as she ate. I found the scene so comical because it looked like she was ready to pounce across the table to eat him next.
"Christian, when do you think you’ll visit again?" she asked in a high-pitched voice.
Now that they were officially engaged, it was more appropriate for her to converse with him.
Christian gracefully placed his fork on his plate and looked at her with a small smile.
"I’m not sure; it may not be until the end of the week. I have a number of meetings at the company. There are many who wish to collaborate with us," he said with a professional smile.
Morgan pouted but nodded in understanding. She knew better than to get in between a man and his work.
"Collaborate? I’m curious who would be so eager?" my mother asked nervously.
I doubt anyone is as eager as you are.
I scoffed in my mind at my parents’ questions. Could they at least try to hide their greed a little?
Christian smiled at her probing, "Yes, some of the other top families have sent representatives to meet with me, I believe the Lombardi family is one of them."