Chapter 92 - 94
Avara POV
"I mean, really," Kelsey drags out with a disgusted drawl. "To have someone to cut up your meat slices like a toddler. At that point they must as well spoon feed him."
A laugh jostles me forward and I veer into Kelsey, knocking her off course.
"If only you walked as straight as you are."
My smile snaps into a terse line before I push her away playfully and she draws back with a humoured grin. She sidles my flank again as we walk through the corridor on our way back from a dinner fraught with tension, devoid of even small talk just the sound of metal scraping against mineral plates.
"So how many billionaires are they inviting to this fake wedding—but most importantly, how many of them have sons that are single?"
My shoulder clips into her own reproachfully and she responds with a half-amused look.
"What, you have two of them locked in? You want to keep them all for yourself?"
Shock grabs my jaw and my stunned expression is met with unrepentant, washed-out humour as she shrugs nonchalantly and looks ahead with a smile clinging to the edges of her lips.
"I don’t know what two you’re talking about because Landen is just—"
"Avara."
Our heads whip to the side to catch a glimpse of Vance striding towards us.