Where is your brother?" Jazmine Harrison asked as she climbed into the car and found him alone.
"He'll arrive a little late," Sebastian Crowne explained with a smile, but under his dark pupils, there was a mischievous spark.
"Next time, try to come and pick me up with less... limelight."
"What do you mean by limelight? There are only five cars protecting us. Usually, when I go out, there are at least ten cars following us."
Jazmine Harrison: "..."
"You'll forget your dissatisfaction once you realize where I am taking you."
"You might have impressed me at the restaurant, but let me tell you, I'm not that easy to impress every time, President Crowne." Jazmine Harrison challenged.
"How about this? If you win, I'll follow one of your requests. If I win, you'll let me."
Jazmine Harrison didn't want to fall into his trap. "Don't want to."
"Means you know that I'm going to impress you big." There was a hint of taunt in his tone.
