Chapter 339 Billionaire's Lies

• The sun came up in the morning and shone through the filmy kitchen curtains of the Thompson home, heating the room. The scent of hot coffee mingled with the smell of bacon cooking and the maple syrup sweetness. The tinkle of utensils and soft murmur of family chatter filled the kitchen.
• Eliana was seated in the table chair, her hand hidden beneath Damian Wolfe's under the blanket. Their union was a peaceful anchor amidst the family storm. Damian sported his signature tight black pants and dark collared shirt, his very stance emitting the serene bodyguard. The slight sheen of fear on his forehead, however, masked the storm within his mind. Damian had experienced a few bodyguard dilemmas, but coping with Eliana's family was uncharted ground.
• Sabrina, Eliana's mom, was standing at the stove, flipping pancakes with ease. Her gaze, however, was focused on the interaction between her daughter and Damian.