Elon pulled back slightly, thinking. “How many did you buy?”
“Dozens.” When Damian smiled, it reached his eyes. “What you say?”
Elon nodded his head, showing his dad a thumbs up. “You’re okay.”
I figured it was about time for me to get in between them so Damian could change his clothes and freshen up. I walked towards them, my hand reaching for Elon.
“Are you hungry, sweetheart?” I asked softly.
Elon nodded. “Can we eat together?”
“Of course.”Damian put him down before glancing at me. “I’ll just quickly take a bath. Ask the maid to make me coffee, please.”
Dinner came qietly. The air in the dining room was thick with an unspoken tension neither of Damian and I wanted to address, but we tried for Elon’s sake. Dr. Advani was already seated when we arrived, his usual composed expressi
