“Master, should we help Miss Zein?”
Tumaas na ang baffle, pero hindi pa rin nakapigil kay Allan. Binalewala niya ang posibilidad na mapagalitan at nagsalita ng may bahid ng pag-aalala.
Si Alexis, kahit mas takot, sumang-ayon na rin.
They said it didn’t look good for Zein sitting in the middle of the airport, catching people’s eyes like a scene straight out of a drama.
Warren slowly opened his eyes and looked at the two of them. “If you want to help, then help. But don’t make it seem like I’m the bad guy here.”
Permission granted.
Agad pinaikot ni Allan ang manibela para balikan si Zein.
Pero bago pa sila makarating, isang puting BMW ang dumating at huminto sa tabi ng wheelchair ni Zein.
Mula sa sasakyan, bumaba ang isang babaeng naka-red angora suit. She looks cool, composed, and rich.
“Zeze!” Nagmadali si Anya lumapit, sabay tanong, “Ano ‘to? Bakit naka-wheelchair ka? Sinubukan ka bang baliin ni Elio para hindi ka na makatakbo?”
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