Angelo had come down after five minutes. Alexis had hidden her smile when he came down and looked in her direction. She kept listening to whatever Isabelle was telling her but was still looking at where Angelo.
"Anyway," Isabelle said. "Come on, dinner's ready," Isabelle yelled for everyone to hear and gather around.
The head chair was taken by Angelo's father Gabrielle. As the son put it, he might be the former Don but he was Angelo's father and he would always be the head of their little family.
"Ma ain't coming tonight?" Gabrielle asked as he didn't see his mother but everyone else sit down. He didn't seem bothered but he had to put on a show.
"No, she chose to eat in her room and rest," Nikita answered. She was the one who had called her for dinner and was denied in a quite rude way.
"Ah, well her wish." He left the matter alone. "How's the restaurant coming along, my daughters?" He asked.
"Good actually—"