#Chapter29

Ethan opened the door to his flat, raising his eyebrows at his mother.

“Hey mum. What brings you here?” He asked, leaning down to kiss her cheeks, then stepped back to let her in.

“What? Can’t a mother drop by to say a quick hello to her favorite son?” Martha patted his cheek and breezed into the room, as usual wrinkling her nose at the typical masculine decor. “Honestly darling, how can you live like this? This place is depressing.”

Ethan grinned, knowing full well his mother had a hidden agenda. Martha Lachlan only visited when she had something up her sleeve. He only prayed that this time it...