Asking the Enemy for Help

After about half an hour, Arnold drove his luxury car to the front of the hotel.

When he got out of the car, he stretched his neck against the mirror and smoothed the hair that was on his forehead. After confirming that his figure was quite perfect, he walked out with his head held high.

Entering the lobby, Arnold looked around, and a warning sound came from the elevator up ahead. 

Alex happened to walk out of it.

When the so-called "enemy" came, that jealousy resurfaced in his heart again. Arnold snorted, put his hand in his trouser's pocket, and asked in a pretentious voice, "Why are you looking for me?"

Alex glanced vaguely, and walked past him. "Let's go out for a chat!"

Arnold. "..." 

He turned with a frown and stared at Alex's back as he came out. His thin lips twitched twice, as if he was cursing silently!