Elena’s POV
I watched Adrian from across the table, laughing at something my mum said about her childhood in the provinces. He looked so relaxed, so at ease, like he’d been having dinners like this his whole life.
It was surreal. Adrian Lee, heir to a billion-dollar empire, sitting in my mum’s tiny apartment, eating from mismatched plates, acting like everything was perfectly normal.
“So, Adrian,” my mum said, pushing more rice onto his plate even though he hadn’t finished the last serving. “Elena tells me you studied in London? ”
“Yes, ma’am. LSE,” he said. “Though real life does a better job at teaching you how to run a company.”
My mum laughed. “School gives you books. Life gives you everything else.”
I picked at my food, barely tasting any of it. Taylor had left after helping my
