#Chapter 144 Who's Invited?

Adrian I get into my car and set the bag filled with lunch into the backseat. I look over at Clara who holds my phone in her hand, placing it back into the cupholder between us. Raising an eyebrow, I look over at her, hesitating to put the key in the ignition. “Who is that?” I ask, unable to contain my curiosity as the car engine comes to life. Clara simply shrugs in response, looking down at the phone with distaste written across her face. “It was just a spam call, honey, there is no need to worry about it. I handled it,” the smile returns to her face. I narrow my eyes at her, just for a brief moment, before nodding, accepting her excuse, despite the alarm bells going off inside my head. It is not worth arguing about, especially when we are on our way to meet my mother for lunch together. We do not need to go into this lunch arguing with one another when we could be united as one. The drive to the nursing home is silent on my end, whereas Clara fills in the gaps. She tells m