He was aware of his past transgressions, showing he had a modicum of a consci
I didn't want to dwell on that. I just set a timeline. "I want Ariana's information within three"
"Tomorrow," Damon replied quicker than I anticipated.
"Okay." I nodded. "Let's go in. You can just send it to my phone when you have it "
"Sure, I will contact you directly if I think of any conditions. Don't ignore my calls or pretend you…"
"Hmm, "I responded before walking in.
Mitch was currently in the kitchen preparing the food. After marrying Luna, he today's lunch were his handiwork.
All the dishes for Ariana, who had somehow ended up in the kitchen helping, brought out a plate of steamed fish.
She turned to Mitch and said, "Mr. Mitch, this would be even better with chopped spring onions. Plus, it would look prettier."
"I know, but we're running out of time, so I didn't prepare them. We'll have to make do," Mitch replied nonchalantly.
