Chapter Eighty

''Dinner at my place?'' Andrea asked.

They were walking back to his convoy of cars that was parked just a few meters away from where he found them. Now that they were at least in a talking stage, he knew the best thing he could do was to host them for dinner, one in which they would never forget.

''About that…'' Elena sighed.

Alarm bells rang in Andrea's mind and he really hoped that he wasn't the cause of the distress on her face.

''What's wrong?'' he asked, holding her hands.

''Oh damn! You are really a sucker for love.'' Syria laughed.

Even though they were on talking terms, that still didn't stop her from taking a jibe at him when the opportunity presented itself.

They both ignored her because they knew there wasn't any heat in what she said. They had gotten to the car now and Elena knew that if she got in, her mother would never forgive her for as long as she lived.

''I need to go see my mother… i've been putting it off for a really long time and Andrea, if i don't see her now, s