Chapter 94. Lucas with Britney

Nothing gave me more joy than seeing the look on Britney’s face; she looked so pained and envious. She looked at me, and I smirked at her in victory. I had achieved my goal and made her look so uncomfortable.

“And Aiden, I want a large portrait of my child’s picture on the day of the party. Everyone must see such beautiful art within my wife and the future of the Medici blood,” he laughed out loud as he marveled at the picture, handing one copy to his assistant and keeping one for himself, while I took one.

“Yes, boss,” Aiden said.

“Boss, when should we expect the party?” Aiden asked, and Lucas looked at him.

“Tomorrow, of course. I want the party tomorrow. Send out invitations, and please invite my father-in-law to share in my joy. Yes, we do have things to talk about,” he said, and my eyes widened at the mention of Brian.