Chapter Eighty

Natasha knew that what she had just said was a lie, it was more than her trying to get friendly with Henry, it was equally more than her trying to get along with him. She wanted to get closer to Henry, and this time around, it was not just about the company anymore. No matter how much she tried to make dinner or lie to herself, she still couldn't erase the fact that she may be falling for that arrogant man.

"Oh! Dear." Cassandra suddenly exclaimed as her eyes moved to the wall clock. "You must be running late for your date, I'm sorry for keeping you."

Natasha rolled her eyes and shrugged her shoulders.

"It's not a date, mom." She quickly jumped into her defense. "We just had dinner together." Natasha said with a frown.

"Oh! Whatever." Mrs Bay exclaimed and waved her hand. "You can leave for your dinner now, we don't want to keep Henry waiting."

Natasha rolled her eyes again and started walking out of the room.

"Wait," she suddenly heard her mother call and turned around.

"What, mom?