Chapter 220: "You could run mad."

“Roman would make such a great dad.”

I keep the look on my face blank as Priam approaches me, a smile on his face.

I nod when he gets to me because yeah, Roman will.

“We’re not here to talk about my husband, are we?”

Priam chuckles and leans on the hood of my car. He brings out a thin object from his pocket and places it between his lips. My suspicions are confirmed when the metallic ring of a lighter is heard and I cock an eyebrow up at him, asking, “You smoke now?”

Priam shrugs and takes a deep puff of his cigarette stick, walking a few paces away before blowing out the smoke and walking back to me as he replies,

“It’s… a special treatment kind of thing, plus it was either this or daily visits to the hospital for a dosage. I chose the option that’d make me look cool as a High Councilor.”

I snort, “High Councilors don’t smoke. They act creepy and pass laws, things like that.”

Priam pulls from his cigarette stick again, mouth brimming with white smoke as he replies, “ Well this one