“What sort of illegal nonsense are you involved in exactly?”
I looked at both of them calmly.
No anger.
No embarrassment.
Just calm.
“Adrian had to answer a business call,” I answered evenly. “He’ll be here in a few minutes.”
Then colder—
“And he’s the one who booked the restaurant. Not me.”
Silence.
Kael looked horrified.
“Wait wait wait—”
He pointed dramatically around the restaurant.
“YOU’RE TELLING ME YOUR BOYFRIEND BOOKED THIS WHOLE PLACE?”
I nodded once.
Kael clutched his chest.
“Elena I almost peed myself when we told the staff the reservation was under Adrian Voss.”
Mom looked equally stressed.
“I genuinely thought they would throw us out.”
I burst into laughter immediately.
“No one was throwing you out.”
“You should’ve warned us your boyfriend was rich,” Kael w
