126. His invitation.

Dario’s POV

The sound of my phone ringing caught my ears, digging y hands into my pocket, I pulled it out quickly, and my eyes shore when it landed on the caller Id.

It was Isla’s grandfather. The last time he had called me or last times I remembered him calling me was years back during the time when Elena and I were still a young. I had taken her out, and promised to bring her back before her curfew but I ended up doing otherwise.

Then he had called again, after he found out about Alfred’s death and Isla arrival I was sure he wanted to talk about Isla running away or could it be about be silvan and Katherine issue because I’m sure he knew about it since he was close to the head of the councilmen.

I didn’t want to dwell much on my thoughts. I wanted to find out the reason. So I answered the phone, and the sound of his voice collided with my ears.

“Dario!” He said . “It has been ages”

“It is, despite the fact that we stay in the same town and your grand daughter has been here with