Chapter 70
Farrell's POV I feel glad that I have Aylee with me today. Her touch itself is calming me down a great deal. I would have killed half of the supernatural board population here with my mind in rage mode entirely. I look at my father and he has his eyes on me. Wow. Carol is still talking to my father and I can clearly see that she is ready to eat his s**t if he asks her to. She is practically fan girling over him while Rick is enjoying with another slave girl right now. "Farrell," I hear Ken's voice and he tilts his head towards the food table. I excuse myself for a moment leaving Aylee at the table, as I make my way to Ken. We both silently walk towards the table of food and grab the appetizer plates. I fill mine with a small egg tart and a few pieces of grilled chicken. I look
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