Jayden's POV
"How about I make us even?"
My upper lips twitch, and I tap on the dinner invitation card from moi padre, with the tip of my fingers.
"Good."
The smile on my lips broadens as it brightens my whole face.
Since it's a must that I attend, so he can seize the chance to crawl under my skin with the bond he shares with Kelvin, I'll make him look dumb in his own game.
Ridicule his favorite son in his face, or maybe whoop Kelvin's stupid ass.
All I know is that Padre will regret having me over or even hosting the dinner.
It's the family's tradition to come together and have dinner once in at least two months, despite our busy schedules. It's a publicity stunt, sending signals to other cartels to not even make a silly attempt for our position.
So far, it's a good trick,
