Chapter 17
Laxton Hendrix walks inside the SteakHouse--where he and his mom Margarita often eat. He saw her sitting near the wall at the end of the small hall.
Well, her mom often chooses the same table whenever they are eating out to avoid any acquaintance meetup or to avoid her friends joining them. The friend that his mother talked about might be a special one since she let them join her for a meal.
He let out a deep sigh as he practiced how to smile in front of his mom's daughter. He's not good at lying because it can be seen in his facial expression but they might doubt it if he will smile often even if he doesn't want to.
His mom is busy checking the menu when he sits in front of the chair she's in.
"Baby, you don't mind us joining you for dessert , right? You mentioned you just ate your lunch." She continued to flip the menu without having eye contact.