Pree
"What do you think you are doing?" A hoarse voice echoes not far away from us.
Al and I jump away in surprise. We turn around to where the voice comes from simultaneously.
Bong Seth stands only a hundred steps away from where we are. And the look on his face sends a chill to my bones. His eyes resemble those of a starving tiger looking at a deer, especially when his gaze lands on Al.
"Why does the glorious hotel owner have the time to visit us?" Al asks when Bong Seth approaches. Judging by his tone, he is clearly not disturbed by this stern gaze. Not that I expect him to, anyway.
"You didn't answer my question. I asked... what are you doing?" Bong Seth glares at Al. His eyes drip in spite.
I need to intervene.
I stand up, trying to come up with something to change the atmosphe
