Kyle watched his phone in amusement.
Courtesy of Kay, he was watching Xing Han outside via the security camera feeds. He was monitoring the situation and was ready to rush out and save him if need be.
When he saw Xing Han being grabbed onto and shaken like a rag doll, Kyle couldn't help the smile that formed on his lips.
He could tell, despite the fear in Xing Han's eyes, that the situation was not dire. Yet. Then he lip-read Xing Han's lips and smiled wider. That guy really knew how to turn the situation around.
As Xing Han entered the room again, Kyle closed the security feed on his phone and put it down as he looked up.
Xing Han slammed the door behind him, leaning on it, looking extremely disheveled. His clothes were out of place and heavily wrinkled, his hair was messed up and he was breathing hard. He put his hand over his chest, and could still feel his heart beating so fast out of sheer fear.
