Clara, standing right in front of Ariel, glared at her and then glanced over at Marco.
"You, what are you doing here? And with her! Didn't you say you were going to be working late?" She immediately fired and shifted her gaze back to Ariel before anyone had the chance to explain. "You!" She stepped forward. "Did you do this? You want to try to take my man, huh?"
"Clara." Marco stepped in between them. "Don't hurry to jump to conclusions." He said.
"What am I jumping into? You two are clearly together." She said and grabbed Marco's collar. "Tell me, are my eyes wrong?"
"It's not like that." Marco defended. "We just bumped into each other in the elevator." He explained as a drop of sweat rolled down from his temple. "I said I was working late, but that didn't mean I couldn't go out to have dinner."
"You came all this way just to have dinner? It's like a half an hour drive from the office." Clara smartly pointed out. "Do you think I'm stupid?"
