Chapter 363 Ghosts Reappear

• By the time we headed down for lunch, all my children had arrived, with their partners, except for Claude who rushed in late and breathless. His wife, Karina, had had a painful delivery and was still resting at her Bratva family home. Claude divided his time between the house there and our mansion. He almost lifted me up in his arms when he saw me, and I winced, for Lucien had been rough and my arms ached.
• My son’s large, handsome face grew white;
• “Did I hurt you, Mumma?” he asked, pleading.