''I think I got the right person, seeing how flustered you look just now?'' the man insisted and held Lisa's wrist tightly making her stop in her strides.
Looking at how tightly the man held her, Lisa became angry. What she hated the most was someone touching her without her permission.
''Let go'' she said to the man and he laughed.
The man let go and stuffed his hands into his pocket and said mockingly, ''I knew it was you the first time I saw you receiving guests at the entrance. Is the groom or bride someone you know?''
''Look here, I find it rude that you are talking to me with that tone when I don't even know who you are'' Lisa said to him.