"Please step back"
Though exasperation reflected in the gaze, the manner a man should keep still maintained. "Carlos? What are you doing here?" As Carlos stood in front of her as if to shield her, Veda queried in a low tone from the back. But instead of a response, Carlos seized her hand and held it.
He did not turn back though. Just grasping her hand tightly. "Who do you think of yourself to stop me?" An annoyed tone of Edward Gable alarmed the young woman. Her eyes focused on Edward's hand which was inside his coat's pocket. He could pull the freaking gun.
Whatever the weapon was and harmed Carlos Dahl. She should stop this conversation. "I am-" "You have already given the shirt back. There is no other topics to stop by and chat about. Please leave right now, Edward Gable" Wearing a cold expression, Veda kicked him out.
