
Currently Orlando and Jasmine are in one of the restaurants with the typical continental E style. The two were eating the menu they had ordered in silence.
"Ah, yes. I don't know your name yet, but you know my name, you know where?" jasmine asked between their meals.
"My name is Orlando and about where I know your name is secret."
"Are you stalking me?" accuse Jasmine of being answered by Orlando.
"You're done?" asked Orlando when Jasmine had put the cutlery away.
"Em, yeah."
"Go home or take a walk? I happen to be a new person here who knows you're interested in taking me around."
"Taking you around after your behavior? I don't want to trouble myself, so it's better to take me home soon."
"Or if you can't I can go home alone" he continued.
"I'm taking it."
The two of them left the restaurant and got back in the car.
"Where's your house?" ask Orlando when they're stopping at the traffic light.
"I'm the one driving."
Instead of telling her the way however, Jasmine instead asked to drive Orlando's car.
"Just tell me the way, I'm not asking you to drive this car."
The car returns when the traffic light is green. Jasmine snorted however, unabashedly telling the street of her house.
They had arrived at Jasmine's house, both of them went down and opened the door by one of the servants.
"Jasmine, why did you just come home? From where?" ask Matthew.
The three of them had now sat on the living room sofa, in fact Orlando was not welcome by Jasmine to enter but he immediately walked in.
Jasmine took a breath to relieve her nervousness and said, "I met my friend yesterday, until I forgot the time so I stayed at her house."
After saying so Jasmine took the juice provided by the servant earlier.
"I'll go to the room first, Grandpa. There's something to do," Matthew's possessed Jasmine's permission.
Jasmine went up the stairs to her room. When Jasmine was no longer visible to the two pairs of eyes, Matthew asked a question.
"You made that?" matthew asked Orlando ambiguously of course because it was just the two of them there.
Orlando raised one of his eyebrows before nodding.
"How dare you act so indecently to my granddaughter!?"
Orlando remained relaxed even though Matthew had started a beard fire.
"Before you already know who I am, so about it also of course you already understand, right?"
"Master Matthew," called Orlando and stood up to look at Matthew.
"You have no right to ban me!" continue Orlando with a tone of emphasis.
"Slow him out!" tell Matthew to the guards behind him.
The two bodyguards moved on the orders of the Great Lord they were about to touch Orlando's wrist.
"Don't you dare touch my body!" hold Orlando who instantly made the two bodyguards silent on the spot.
Even Matthew was barely breathing, an aura of suppression emanating from Orlando's body that was able to leave them speechless.
"Mr Matthew, you better let me stay here. Or if you don't want me to make your house uninhabitable!" threaten Orlando's.
"Never dare threaten me, Orlan!"
"I've threatened you" Orlan said casually, returning to his seat.
"You!"
"Grandpa, what's wrong? I just heard a fuss," asked Jasmine suddenly from the end of the stairs.
"It's not important" Matthew replied, sitting his body.
"You're not coming home? Is this so comfortable my house?" syndicate Jasmine.
"I plan to stay at your house and your grandfather has allowed it, too" Orlando replied casually.
"Grandpa!" jasmine did not accept it.
Matthew was about to dodge however, Orlando's sharp eyes looking at him were full of threat.
"Yes, he'll stay here."
"The grandpa! I don't want to!" reject Jasmine.
"Why don't you just go home!" he asked Orlando.
Orlando silently did not ponder and just stared at Jasmine.
"I'd better get going."
"Don't get out of your seat, Jasmine," Orlando's statement threatened.
Jasmine remained silent, her sharp eyes glaring at the piercing retina of her eyes.
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