Camella blushed and her gaze filled with admiration. They're getting to that point where he becomes so obsessed with her like she felt towards him.
“See her blushing, the legendary Camella Wood is sitting right next to me and blushing…” Andre teased and glanced at her briefly again.
Camella smiled and gently placed her hand on his and said “I love you so much” she confessed. How exciting she feels telling him exactly how she felt. Being around and with him only makes her feel a safe haven.
“I love you too” Andre confessed and for the first time since he started dating her, he told her. There was a stillness in the car and he smiled. He wasn't gazing at her, but from his split vision, he could see her staring at him with a daze.
When they arrived at the restaurant, Andre alighted and Camella did. Now, he knew there were bodyguards around him but somehow, he still felt there were eyes lurking around him.
He held her hand and they went into the restaurant together. He'd made a reservation, hence they were ushered by the steward to their table. It was in a secluded corner and he pulled out a seat for Camella first before taking his.
Unknown to Andre, Jasmine saw him immediately when he arrived. She'd been waiting for Patrick. She'd invited him to lunch and reserved a table for them both. When she saw the luxurious car, she'd thought perhaps Patrick had arrived,
Her curiosity made her keep her gaze on the man at the steering wheel only for her to see the man she least expected to see, alighting.
Andre Torello!
In such an exquisite car?
No way. That's definitely not going to happen. In ten years, Andre still won't be able to afford such a car. But the next thing, she saw the elegant woman who alighted from the copilot seat.
Jasmine immediately developed goosebumps.
That woman is a well known figure in the business world. The CEO of the Wood's Electroworld, Andre's supposed boss. She took over the business from her dad and rumours have it that she's more ruthless in decision making than her dad.
She's the Lioness from the ancestral bloodline of the Wood's. Is Andre her chauffeur or she just chose him to drive her to lunch?
But when she saw the smile spread across the woman's face and how she walked over quickly to intertwine her fingers with Andre, she didn't know what to think again.
She watched secretly as Andre pulled a seat out for her and they were seated. The waitress walked over to them smartly and took their menu.
Meanwhile, Andre and Camella were immersed in a discussion “...I honestly don't know what to do or how to go about this new found title of mine. There are a lot of complexities that come along from being a royalty.
But first, I'll need to talk to the prince today, I mean my father. He said he needed us to see, I guess a family meeting between the couple and myself…” Andre was saying when the waitress brought their order.
“I agree with you. But first, you need to talk to your parents…” Camella was saying when she saw Andre's attention was drawn in a certain direction. He squinted and he seemed to fix his gaze on a certain person before casually looking away.
Camella glanced at the direction and only saw a woman who sat, her attention fixed on her phone. She glanced back at Andre and saw a smirk on his face.
“That's Jasmine, my ex” he said flippantly and fixed his gaze on his lunch. In no time, he was eating, his cutlery slicing through the pieces of veggies.
Soon, Camella announced that she was full. But Andre was not done eating. She stood up and excused herself to use the rest room. And when she stepped out, she almost bumped into Jasmine.
The two women stared at each other and none was ready to apologise to the other. Eventually, Camella broke the silence “Shouldn't you be apologising for almost bumping into me?”
“Why would I be the one to apologise?” Jasmine shot back at her. This is a public restroom and they almost bumped into each other and not the other way round.
Without another word, Camella walked past her, her heels clicking against the marble floor. As she returned to Andre, she asked casually “that Jasmine of yours lacks manners”
“More than that, she lacks self esteem” Andre replied and saw her walking back to take her seat. His gaze on her this time was filled with resentment. After several months, he'd just seen her and wondered what happened to her pregnancy.
“In a more clearer terms, I think she has a low IQ” Camella sneered. Such a woman, she doesn't deserve a man as Andre Torello and yet, betrayed him. It's good that she did that, otherwise, how could she be fortunate to be with him.
Angrily, Jasmine walked over to Andre's table and slammed her fist on it “I don't care who you are and who you are now working with directly, but if you try to tarnish my reputation, I'll ruin you in the entire N.Y, Andre”
She fumed in rage. She didn't know what they said before, but she heard this woman sitting with him referred to her having a low IQ. Why would she say that about her when she knows next to nothing her
Andre must have slandered her, she's certain of that.
Andre raised his head and glared at her. His gaze was filled with resentment and without another word, his cold gaze almost made Jasmine's knees give up on her.
“Watch your words, when you are talking to my…” Camella was saying when Jasmine snapped at her. “What would you do, huh? Tell me what would you do?”
Camella is not Andre, she stood up and glared at Jasmine. The latter couldn't say a word anymore but simply turned her gaze on Andre, but he doesn't seem to care about her at all.
“You don't look like a sane woman. You almost bumped into me a while ago and your little ego wouldn't let you apologise. And now, you dare to walk to our table and harass my man?
I don't care about your past with him, I am only concerned about the present. If you talk nonsense here again, I'll make sure you don't leave this restaurant with your complete set of dentition” Camella threatened.
Jasmine's complexion went pale.
Is Andre dating Miss Wood his boss?
Was he doing it because she left him and he thinks he could get back at her by dating a woman like Miss Wood?
“Andre, your man?” Jasmine chuckled aloud before continuing “Are you lacking in men that you have to choose a broke ass Andre as your man?” She mocked, placing emphasis on the word “Man”
Camella gnashed her teeth quietly and her palm formed a fist. She tried to suppress the ranging fury in her, but seeing the mockery sneer on Jasmine's face, she let loose.
Raising her hand, Camella slapped Jasmine across the face, her temper getting a hold on her.