"We're too far away. Two old men with failing eyesight—we could easily be mistaken. Don't stare anymore. Let's eat," Jonathan said, shaking his head and giving a self-deprecating chuckle.
He hadn't contacted Sophie in over a month. He'd give her a call tonight. She had been in America for ten years—she must be back by now.
"Yes, sir!" From time to time, cheerful voices floated over. Pierce kept stealing glances. They really did look so much alike.
...
"Did you see that woman holding the little girl in her arms?" Alex looked at Hale and Ella beside him, a flash of anger in his eyes.
The three of them were lying in bed pretending to sleep. Archibald thought they had already fallen asleep and had gone out to the living room.
"Hmph, Mom has had so many suitors and still hasn't gotten married, yet he went and got married and even has a kid." The thought of that mother-daughter pair surrounded by several bodyguards as they left the airport made Hale furious.
