NOT REVEALING THE TRUTH

Jessy thought about Brent having to inhale that foul scent, she took out her perfume from her bag and, called out to Brent.

Becoming angry with her for leaving him, Brent tried to ignore her call, but then he regarded the way she was vomiting and then the thought of the bodyguards following him only meant my apartment would be exposed.

Turning around observing her hand stretched out, "Here you go, spray the car and when she comes out sanitize the seat, I will see you tomorrow." Blowing him a kiss when she told the taxi driver to, "Go!"

As the taxi drove away, Brent hurried to the car, sitting in the car Brent heard Rosanna groan, It was only then Brent came to his realization, 'She is very smart, this way Rosanna and the bodyguards won't see where she is living. 

Turning off to his entrance of the Larson's mansion Brent called his Bodyguard instructing him to return to the office. "Yes Boss!" 

"Roland, I want to get an update on Miss Blake, also instruct Miss John to call Mr Summers and you speak to him and explain what had occurred at the restaurant we were delayed and tomorrow we will keep that appointment

Driving into the garage, Rosanna opens her eyes, "Boy that rest was refreshing, are we home already?".

Brent gritted his teeth, "Yes, we are at my home, and you need to get yourself some laxative your fumes almost kill us."

Without any shame or remorse, she responds, "Well, at least I get rid of you know who, now how about you get some rest, while I return home and tonight we go out to dinner, what you say?" 

Turning his back towards her he sweetly replies, "Sorry, my dear, I already have plans for this evening, maybe some other time."

Angry with his behaviour of refusing her, desperation engulfed her, having no choice Rosanna refuted him, 'You think you can brush me off so easily, well you better think again, I am not leaving, wherever you are going, I will be right there joining you."

With his parent's home Rosanna guaranteed they would give her their full support, 'I am sure he won't leave me.'

Noticing her smiling, Brent said openly not hiding his expression, "You seem to be very proud of yourself?"

"Don't worry, next time I know exactly what to do from the earliest, so it will just be the two of us," Rosanna responded without any animosity. 

"There won't be a next time," Brent replies, moving her hand away from his. "Now you can find your way home, I am no longer your chaperon."

Sending up the glass then alight the car, "Lord, he gets angry for every little thing, you mean people cannot release some wind? Well who cares, I had a good long rest, so I will be fully awake when he is all dressed and ready. I will just use the ladies' room and freshen up, my outfit looks amazing, nothing some perfume and some make-up wouldn't fix."

Sitting on the sofa waiting patiently looking at the time. Nine o'clock, came and Rosanna couldn't help whispering "What is taking him so long, has he fallen asleep?"

"Did you say something, Rosanna?" Senior Larson asks as he looks in her direction.

Rosanna smiled not allowing him to see her frustration, "Yes, I am waiting on Brent, what could be taking him so long?" 

Senior Larson furrowed his brow becoming a bit curious when he asked, "Are you sure he is aware that you are waiting on him?"

She was exaggerated with the smirk on Senior Larson's face as though he was pleased. 'Was I so caught up in my daydreaming thinking they would support this relationship, but his expression was not what I expected?' 

Responding immediately, "Yes, Uncle! I told him we will go out for dinner." Not revealing the truth hoping Brent's dad will insist on him taking her.

 Senior Larson looked at her but only said, "Well, my dear, I am sorry, but his car drove out of the garage a while ago."

When she stood up and stamped her feet in anger, "That's not possible, I didn't see him come down?"

Hearing him chuckle when he responds, "My dear, he, has his ways of getting out of the house?"

 With her angry outburst, "How am I going to get home?"