"L-Linda! What is the meaning of this!?"
The handsome-looking newcomer stuttered.
It was then that his eyes belatedly landed upon the average-looking man on the side. His pupils suddenly widened, followed by which his eyes alternated between the disguised figures of Lucius and Prometheus.
A look of realization suddenly shone within his eyes. Immediately following which was the fire of immutable rage.
Still, the handsome newcomer was a rational and trusting person. Even though he had arrived at an answer of his own, he still wanted to give his fiancé the benefit of the doubt.
Suppressing the fires of rage within his eyes, he drew a long, deep breath and heavily spoke, "Linda, I believe it was our agreement that you stay away from this bas—man when we agreed to get married."
"And you, Karmil! I remember telling you to stay the fu*ck away from my fiancé and not enter a 100m of her!!"