A Love Forgotten (Arianna and Elijah) novel Chapter 111

Chapter 111 

The the of us stepped outside where three flashy Ferraris were waiting the same friends who’d been playing chess with Norman earlies 

They strolled ever, prinning 

“tr. Wood, where to with Arianna?” 

Norman casually mentioned a spot, and with a chee, they hopped into their cars. Naturally, each car had a stunning young woman riding shotgun 

Teri tugged on my sleese “These pays are total playboys.” 

Inodded. “Well, for the evidence, we’ll just have to put up with it for a bit.” 

Touldn’t help but glance at the black bag Teri was clutching tightly—a bog stuffed with Stateside notes. 

“And besides, there a lot of money here. 

Mentioning the money parked Ternight up. Her aches and pains disappeared, and any complaints about these playboys vanished aswell 

Norman decided to dich his Ferrari and instead found a convertible that could fat the three of u 

Four cars oned down the road, tearing through the streets and blazing through red lights. It was like a scene from the movie Earing Legends–a high–speed showdown of pure adrenaline. After leaving Halton City, we finally stopped at a small seafood shack in a fishing village. 

It seemed they were well–acquainted with the restaurant’s owner as they all called out their seders Loudly upon arrival. 

The owner, Nelson Hiller, a sun–tunned, no nonsman in his sos, locked every bit the seasoned fisherman 

He broke into a broad smile when he saw Norman “Mr. Wood! You’re here just in time–I caught a huge Norwegian Salmon this morning! This one could easily go for tem to 20 grand at the 

Nelson proudly brought out the fish for us to see, and sure enough, it was enormous, its scales glistening a golden hue.. 

Norman grinned, patting Nelson’s shoulder. “Perfect. Let’s give Arianna a taste of the best” 

Nelson noticed me by Norman’s side and beamed “is this your girlfriend, Mr. Wood? She’s so pretty! She has the look of a sweet munchkin!” 

In the local dialect, “munction” was an affectionate term for a sweet, beloved girl–term of pure endearment 

Norman Laughed. “I wish! But no se’s my brother’s girlfriend” Then he raised an eyebrow with a grin. “Isn’t she just beautiful and classy?” 

Nelson Laughed heartily “Ah, Mr. Logan’s girlnd Well, he finally has one! This calls for a celebration. Don’t you worry, munchlin, I’ll cook up the best salman just for you! 

ith a festive air, he bustled off to the kitchen. 

down, sipping tea and waiting for the food to arrive. The gentle seats, carrying a hint of salt, brought back childhood memories 

I wandered over to the seafood stuck’s terrace, gazing at the distant horizon where small fishing boats bobbed, their lights flickering as they cast nets in the shallows 

Footsteps sounded behind me, and the familiar scent of cigarette smoke told me it was on. With a cigarette in his mouth, he asked, “So, Arianna, what’s on your mind? Are you feeling 

I used to face the striking young man, realizing just how perceptive he was.” 

was. “How did 

Norman exiled a put of this for–like eyes narrowing with amet. “You and bun’s local dialect. You must’ve lived in a place like this before.”