Loui immediately went quiet. He nodded his head and adjusted his seating on the chair.
"May I know what it is?"
Draven folded his arms and crossed his legs. "You are aware of the issue with Olive, right? The headlines and everything?"
Loui was silent for a few moments before nodding.
"Yes, Don."
"Santino," Draven called.
In the flicker of an eye, Santino was before them. "Yes, young master."
"Call my wife," Draven said.
Santino turned around and left. He returned after a few minutes with Avelina, who was busily tightening the knot of her dress.
Avelina lifted her head as she walked up the few stairs into the pavilion. She took a seat beside Draven and looked at Loui. She was aware that the person seated was Loui, as Draven had discussed with her before even calling Loui to come.
"Hello." Her face was filled with smiles.
