My lips twitched as I stepped down on the grand staircase. I put them first Mama and said Wilson and I would go together. I saw the disapproval in Revo's face, but he also did nothing without hesitation Mama agreed.
She loves Wilson, of course she would love the idea.
Wilson didn't come in so I went straight outside. In front of our gate, I saw him on his gray tux, leaning on his black BMW. He glared at me and lifted the corner of his lip.
My eyebrows rose.
"What's with the look?"
"You look like a villain in your outfit. Your face has become more dull," he said and laughed.
Villain?
I just stared at him and opened the shotgun seat. When I entered, he closed it before turning around and entering the driver's seat. He's still flashing that amused grin on his face. I rolled my eyes again and locked my seatbelts.
"A very beautiful villain," it recovered and laughed.
"Oh, shut up."
He turned the engine on.
