Dustin's remark caught Livia, Leah, and Quinton off guard, leaving them puzzled.

"Hey, what are you babbling about? Who's going to die?" Leah raised an eyebrow and wondered if he had lost his mind.

"Are you jealous of Dylan, dude? You're saying nonsense now because you know he's better than you," Quinton remarked.

"Hmph, you know you're worthless, yet you badmouth someone you're jealous of. You're just a petty bastard!" Leah could not stand petty people like Dustin.

"Hey, if you've got something to say, say it to Dylan's face. What's the point of talking behind someone's back?" Quinton taunted.

"Yeah, be upfront and confront Dylan like a real man, not a coward," Leah added.

While Livia remained silent, she shook her head in frustration. She found Dustin's behavior irritating.

Ignoring their remarks, Dustin picked up a wine bottle and weighed it in his hand. Then, he shouted, "Dylan Harmon!"

Dylan turned to locate the source of the voice. Suddenly, a wine bottle crashed onto his