"What the hell do you think you're doing?"
Maria whirled around to the direction of Oliver's voice. Relief ran through her body as she saw Oliver walking towards them.
"I come out of the office to look for you since you weren't back." Oliver said
Trevor clicked his tongue in frustration. He pulled Maria closer to him as soon as Oliver was standing right in front of them. Oliver's eyes fell on Maria's hand, which was still held captive by Trevor.
"It'll be best for you if you let go of her hand. You wouldn't want to cause any trouble for yourself, now would you?"
Trevor glares at Oliver with his brown eyes.
"We are both having a serious conversation right now, mind your goddam business."
Maria looked up at Trevor, a scowl plastered on her face.
"We're done talking Trevor, let go of my hand."
