Peter smiled at Leander.
"The Young Lion of the Kastello family…Isn't he perfect for succeeding me?" Peter smirked, his pride oozing out through every pore in his body as he patted Leander's back. "He's going to be tough for you all to deal with. He's like me!"
"What are you saying? He's still wet behind the ears!" one of the old guys shouted. Some joined him in a chortle.
Nicholai Palatini swallowed an entire glass of scotch and leaned to Helena. "Regretting your decision now?" he sneered placing his hand on her waist. "Should I divorce you? Come on, be honest. You'd rather be with him, won't you? He too is the heir now…" he pinched her waist hard.
"N~o," Helena squirmed in her seat unable to bear with the pain. "I don't want to get divorced."
"Why?"
Nicholai's alcohol filled breath made Helena squirm more. Along with her morning sickness, his breath made her chest burn. She twisted her body to get out of his hold.
