The sight that Trevor met with made his already boiled up anger to erupt. Though the room was dimly lit up, he could clearly recognize the figure on the bed. His cold and sharp hazel eyes fell on the potbellied man and he finally understood everything.
By the door, he was looking so devilish and scary with his suffocating aura oozing from him, his presence alone froze the entire room, his narrowed eyes looked around the room and his anger became even more worse.
None of them inside the room had expected such an unexpected entry from an unknown man. Who was he and what was he looking for?
The potbellied man was at first startled but regained his composure, he looked at Trevor and thought he was someone who lost the way to his room. And with a confidence look, the potbellied man said.
"Hey! What are you doing here? You are in the wrong room, please get out and shut the door behind you!"