"What ?!, Hey !..." Roman knitted his brows, as his gaze followed the petite figure that walked past him.

"Andrea ???"

Roman sighed and walked away.

"Can you at least loosen your grip on my wrist, it's hurting. It's not like I'm going to get lost here, am I ?" Tiffany whispered to Brent, as she paused on her tracks, struggling to break free from Brent's firm grip.

"What do you think ? I was going to let you out by yourself right in here ?, Hell, no!." Brent said, pulling her to where he was going.

"You're just going to keep me by your side ? You're kidding right...