Chapter 52

In a question of few moments, Slimmy, Delicate, Nazaretha, Kong and Fabio were collected before Host in the lounge room. He kept a stoic expression as he hung tight for them to properly situate themselves. A snapshot of quietness was noticed for not a glaringly obvious explanation. Have turned upward and gazed at their appearances, consistently, looking them in the eyeball. His quietness was starting to cause them to feel awkward. At the point when he was quiet for such a long time like that, it implies that somebody or certain individuals could be killed. Also, that was precisely exact thing was at the forefront of Host's thoughts. He needed to vent his indignation on one of them, that is the reason he was gazing at every one of them, searching for the one whose face would show as little as a shine of unseriousness or perkiness. However, unfortunately for himself and fortunately for them, they all had their appearances down with all reality. "What do you all think you are doing?"