Behind her, a man heard her choking and promptly offered her water.
As she thanked him, Silas and his group turned toward the direction of the noise, and his brows instantly knitted into a tight frown when he recognized her.
Beside him, Elena's breath hitched in her throat, and the flattering smile she had kept on all this while subconsciously faltered.
If Ayla recognized her, things wouldn't be as easy as she thought tonight would be.
Hence, she lowered her eyes to the floor and pretended not to see her.
However, seeing how fervently Ayla was thanking the man who had given her water, Silas was livid.
Without thinking twice, his hooked arm dropped, and he marched toward the duo threateningly, his blaring voice piercing through the noisy chattering around.
"What are you doing here?"
