Luciano POV
“What’s the matter? What are you looking at?” She asked, frowning at me. She followed the direction of my eyes, but it seems like she didn’t remember mom.
“Do you know that woman?” she asked me again.
“Yes, she’s my mom,” I answered before I got up from my chair. “I have to go…” I said before I stepped out of the café.
I ran after mom and stood in front of her to block her way. “Son..?” She looked surprised to see me. I folded both arms in front of my chest.
“What are you doing here in London?” I asked with a cynical tone. She looked away. “I had a business here.” She argued. I highly doubt that. Her business here must be related to Eleanor.
I grabbed her hand, and she winced in pain because I squeeze it a bit hard. “Tell me the truth, what do you want? Are you going
