The Drenched Truth (Power Series)

*part 16

She observed her father, her eyes searching his face to see if he knew that she lied but he seems calm and it looked like he believed her.

"Very well then, you may go to your sister now." She  didn't wait a second longer and practically ran out of the room to get away from all the gazing eyes upon her and once she entered Isabella's room, she thumped the door shut.

"You sneaky little girl!! " She fell onto the bed, laughing as she looked at Isabella.

"You never even told me that he asked you out on a date this evening! You left me entirely off guard with father."

Isabella looked up from where she sat in front of the mirror, a contrite appearance on her face. "Yes... I am so sorry... Well I  planned to tell you but my mind was so busy...."

"Busy with a certain someone I guess." Elizabeth stated with an amused tone in her voice as she inspected her nails.

"I have no idea which dress I should wear."

Isabella puckered and Elizabeth  shook her head, walking towards the dresses Isabella had hanging out side and she took a good look at each of them.

"The blue one..."

"Really?" Isabella sounded hesitant.

"It’s Marzco's favorite color, trust me." A knock on the door interrupted them and their  grandmother elbowed in without waiting for endorsement.

"Grandma..." Isabella started…

"You two have a lot of explaining to do!" The old woman said muzzling them with lifted hands as she glared at them both in dismay.

"Calm down grandma, you're going to have a heart attack if you keep glaring at us like this." Isabella said with a soothing voice but the older woman trolled her eyes at that account.

"Oh please, a heart attack is the least of my snags at the moment. What I want to know is why your sister lied."

Isabella looked back to her grandmother with big eyes and then looked at  her sister with a frown between her eyes. "Lied? What do you mean?"

"She told your father that Marzco fellows name is Emerez Sheilds." Their grandma complained.

"Whaaaat?!" Elizabeth stood back lifting hands in a supplicatory way

"Look, I didn't lie completely. Marzco's second name is Emerez, I just condensed his surname because I knew dad will refuse you to go if he finds out that Marzco's surname is Sheildiaan."

"She makes a good point grandma."

The old woman sniffed, still not happy with the whole idea. "Good point or not, when your father finds out the truth, he will become your worst lurid!"

"Then we just have to make sure he doesn't find out." Elizabeth calmly suggested and the old woman rolled her eyes.

"I hope you two do not get into profound trouble. With hat said, I'm going back down before he gets apprehensive."

She left us with one last stern look and then made her way down the stairs just to be greet with an unhappy face of her son. "You missed dinner mother." Andreas muttered as she entered the living room and she sat down with a sour expression on her face.