Chapter 321: Cookies

I think it’s a great idea. Put the old bitty in her place. – Mia

Mrs. Henderson-Brown was back home after her stay in the hospital. Pagan knew this because her son was standing on the front porch. His hair was dark blonde, and he was a few inches shorter than Pagan. The man had the same sour look and pursed lips as his mother. And his brown suit was also just as immaculate as her blue one had been.

With a groan, Pagan opened the front door and stepped into the doorway. Pasting on his troublesome client smile, he greeted the man who. “Can I help you?”

“I’m Edward Henderson-Brown the fifth.” The man said with self-importance as he held out some papers to Pagan. “Margaret Henderson-Brown is my mother.”

“I’m Pagan.” He replied with a smirk, ignoring the papers. “The first.”

Edward the fifth was not impressed.

“This occurred on your property.” The man slapped the papers into Pagan’s chest.

He looked down and watched them flutter to the ground before propping himself against the door fram