Making sure that the coast was clear and the security guard would come up any moment, he averted his eyes to Friya. "I should be the one asking you if you're alright."
Friya knuckled her fists at the side, looking at his anxious face. She shook her head, reassuring, "I'm fine. You should be the one to check up if you're hurt or not."
"Ms. Friya. I'm okay. We need to call the police for this man to be lectured upon." He turned his head to the man, and he was still lying down, couldn't recover from the pain Sean inflicted upon.
"That pervert man." He looked at the man huffing some air in his cheeks. The woman glanced at both of them as a security guard went to the corner to check upon the fight. Friya's team at the table looked at the comfort room's side, and Jia stood up from her seat.
Friya sighed, saying, "Are you really okay, Sean?"
