Alexis, not in the mood for early morning flirtation, chose to ignore his comment.
As if brushing aside the tension of the previous night, Leonel casually brought up their previous conversation, âWhat about the legal team we discussed? Whatâs your decision?â
âThe Legal team?â
Alexis pondered for a moment before responding, âSend your people over to my firm, and Iâll see to the arrangements.
â
Leonel responded with a slight nod.
The breakfast table was relatively quiet after that.
Marcus soon joined them, adding an air of elegance to the setting.
Waylen, observing his three grown children dining together, felt a mix of emotions.
In a half-joking, half-serious tone, Waylen queried, âWhich one of you is going to give me a grandchild first? Rena is getting impatient!â
Marcus quipped back with a touch of humor, âI donât have a wife.
Should I magically produce a child all by myself?â
Waylen shot back, âThis is not a joke!â
His gaze then shifted to the other two.
âNearly 30 and still no urgency.
Do you plan to remain single forever?â
Alexis, not in the mood for such discussions, especially with Leonel present, was visibly annoyed.
She stood up, playfully placing her hand on Waylenââs forehead.
âYou were the same at my age, Dad.
Iâm just following in your footsteps,â she reminded him.
Waylen, in a mock gruff tone, called them all âDamn brats!â
Alexis responded with a forceful ki*s on his cheek before grabbing her coat and departing.
Waylen watched her leave, and then turned his attention back to Leonel.
âAnd you? Still fixated on one possibility? Itâs time to find someone and start a family.
Life has to move on.
â
Leonel, lost for words, remained silent.
After a while, Waylen excused himself to go upstairs.
Marcus, left alone with Leonel, folded his newspaper and smiled slyly.
âLeonel, you know, my dadâs never really been fond of you.
â
Leonel, maintaining his composure, replied, âPerhaps everyone will have to endure a little longer.
â