Chapter 34

“It’s fish and chips, love,” Remi starts. “It’s like the national English dish, the revolution of the modern era and the bringer of joy. Even my lordship likes this simple working-class dish more than shagging. Okay, maybe they’re on the same level. Look, even picky Glyn is eating.” “I’m not picky.” I glare while munching on a chip. “Don’t make me take Ava and Cecily's side and kick you out.”