"What's going on?"
Everyone turned towards the pleasant voice of a handsome man who was smiling from ear to ear. At the sight of Alvaro, Aaron frowned. He didn't like him the moment he saw him. Mostly because he was handsome than him and . . . his tingling senses honed from adventuring kept on alerting him to stay away from the man.
Alvaro's smile didn't waver upon being gaze by different eyes. He stared at Maxine, who had a pinched mouth and sour expression.
Seeing Alvaro, Maxine loosened her tight expression and walked towards him. "Alvaro, these guys refused to carry my things even after I paid them half already."
Alvaro swept Maxine before the four Frost people and finally rested on the line of backpacks on the ground, which he knew belonged to Maxine alone.
