Real Heiress: Flash Marriage With Boyfriend's Uncle - Chapter 291

Chapter 291: A young entrepreneur Chapter 291: A young entrepreneur “Layla, I hope I’m not a bother here,” Demitri said as he took out a water bottle from the fridge.

“Not at all, Demitri.

I am happy that you chose to tell Lucius about it,” Layla asserted while making the pancakes.

“I was initially worried.

I mean…

He has you now.

But then, I recalled how Matteo kept things from him and eventually, threw him in a tunnel which has no end,” Demitri stated.

“I am sure Lucius will find his way out soon,” Layla stated, placing the pancake on the plate, pouring the batter into the hot pan to make another.

“Will he?” Demitri sighed and opened the cap of the bottle.

As he drank the water, he recalled the date his grandmother had fixed for him.

“Layla, I need to go somewhere urgently,” he said.

“Huh?

Where?” Layla turned to look at him, turning the flame low.

“Grandma has set a date for me.

I told her I would be there.

But the place is a bit far from here, so I need to head out now.

I won’t have the breakfast,” Demitri said, putting the bottle on the counter.

“My bodyguard will accompany you,” Lucius said from the door, and they both looked in his direction.

“Hope you enjoy the date,” he smirked.

“It’s just to keep my grandma’s heart and the uncle, who set it up,” Demitri said.

“Well, I’ll see you guys later,” he asserted and left the kitchen.

Lucius gazed at Layla, who resumed making the last pancake.

He walked to her and hugged her from behind.

“Let me do the work,” Layla said, keeping a neutral expression on her face.

She pushed him away using her elbow and went to the washbasin.

She washed her hands and wiped them with the towel.

Just then, Lucius reached out his hand and held her wrist before pulling her in front of him while his second hand moved to her lower back.

“Don’t be upset with me,” he said, resting his face just above her chest.

“You are afraid to lose me.

You can’t fight your enemy if you see me as your weakness,” Layla explained to him.

“What should I do then?” he asked.

“I don’t know,” she replied.

“The pancakes will turn cold.

Let’s eat them.” Lucius lifted his head and kissed the top of her forehead.

“I heard from Aiden that you have a meeting in the afternoon with Neil Galanis.” “Yes, I have.

I heard he is quite picky about things,” Layla stated.

“Yes, he is.

A young entrepreneur, whom my father liked after seeing his innovation when he was a high schooler.

He is a kind of brat, so if he tries to look down on you, inform me.

He is quite young and is hot-headed.

It’s just his techie mind is good enough that my father likes him so much.” “You think I can’t handle a kid.” Layla’s brows quirked up.

“Well, you can,” Lucius replied.

“Did you and Roderick initiate the project?” she queried.

“Yes.

Today we have a meeting on that,” Lucius answered.

“Great!

I hope you two get along well,” she replied.

“I hope so.

He wants to give me a chance.

I do blame myself for insisting on Antoine to come with me.

My one choice affected all of our lives– From Dad to Fiona and Roderick.

The file Zayne handed me depicts how the evidence was being destroyed that day.

Now, is the time to start all of that,” he explained.

“Hmm.

Do it.

And don’t hesitate to scold Roderick if he tries to blame you entirely.

I still believe it’s not because of the choice you made,” she pronounced while furrowing her brows together.

Lucius hugged her tightly, wrapping her arms around him.

“You know, this is why I respect you, love you.

You ease my nerves,” he whispered, feeling the comfort in her embrace.

~~~~~ Demitri stepped out of the car after reaching the location, where he was supposed to meet his date.

As he walked into the fine restaurant, he realized he had forgotten to ask for a picture from his grandmother.

Pulling out the phone from his pocket, Demitri checked the message wondering if his grandmother sent a picture.

“This is the number of the lady.

Call her when you arrive at the restaurant.” Demitri read the messages from his grandmother and quickly dialed that number.

A familiar voice came from the other side after the call was picked up.

“Hello.” Demitri looked around as he spotted the table from where the voice came through.

He walked to the table and stood before the woman he was supposed to meet.

“You?” Demitri’s eyes widened with shock as he saw Nora on the chair.

“Ah, it’s you!” Nora left the chair immediately, pointing her finger at him.

“Are you related to Mr.

Morelli?” Demitri asked to confirm.

“Yes, he is my distant uncle,” Nora answered.

“I told him not to set this date, but kept insisting that I must go.

I’m sorry,” she apologized.

“It’s fine.

Did you have breakfast?

Shall we order something for us?” asked Demitri, gesturing to her to sit.

“I couldn’t take breakfast either,” Nora replied.

The two of them sat on the chairs when a waiter approached their table.

Nora ordered something for herself and asked Demitri what he would like to have.

“The same as you’ve ordered,” Demitri replied.

The waiter smiled and walked away.

It turned awkward between them as they couldn’t understand what to say.

“Did those goons bother you after that?” Demitri broke the ice.

“Well, I owe them money,” Nora replied.

“But they didn’t do anything bad,” she added.

“Still, you should get rid of them as soon as you can,” Demitri advised her with genuine concern.

“I got a permanent job in a company.

So, I think I can pay them back quickly,” Nora answered.

“Thank you,” she smiled.

“Oh, that’s wonderful to hear.” Demitri picked up the glass of water and took a few sips.

“What do you do?

I am just curious.

Nothing more,” Nora replied.

“I am a professional hacker.

Did Mr.

Morelli not tell you?” Demitri asked with a chuckle after replying.

“No, he didn’t,” Nora said.

“So, where did you get the job?” Demitri inquired.

“Umm…

In De Salvo Group as a receptionist,” Nora answered.