Chapter 250

“Mr. Handsome, you’ve been talking to Grandma for so long. Was something serious happening?” Luke asked between bites of fruit from the platter. “Uncle Silas peeled me an apple. It’s really sweet. Do you want some, Mr. Handsome?”

Roman walked over, ruffling Luke’s hair gently. His eyes flicked to the snack trolley—once full, now noticeably diminished. “So you like the snacks Silas made for you?”