20 brawny men swarmed and surrounded Marcos and Lorna.
When Marcos saw them enter, he had wanted to leave, but Lorna had chosen a corner far from the staff entrance.
These people were sharp-eyed and immediately noticed him. He had only taken a few steps with the confused Lorna, when they were stopped.
"Marcos, still hiding, I see." A short and fat man walked out from behind and sneered.
Marcos said darkly, "Torres, I already said that I don't want to get involved in your business."
The short fatty named Torres laughed and looked around. "Look, this kid has guts. A few months ago, he was begging me to give him a job. Now, he's hooked up with a rich b*tch and has become picky."
The brawny men around him laughed obscenely.
"Rich lady, why don't you give us money? There are so many of us, we can 'work' for you too."
Lorna's expression was ugly in the face of this situation, but she didn't say anything, nor did she ask Marcos anything.
