“Is there something wrong?”

Harvey York showed an indifferent expression, not even looking the three in the eye.

Bryan Holt leaned closer and raised his wine glass toward Harvey.

“Lady Walker is right. Since we all know each other, we’re all friends here!

“We don’t have to be particular about making friends here! I’m here to apologize for how rash and rude I treated you earlier!”

Steven Walker squinted his eyes and said, “Sir York, please be the better man here and don’t fuss about us clueless people. How does that sound?”

Tamara Ebony leaned over as well.

“Harvey, let’s all just get along in peace.”

Xynthia Zimmer did not notice what was going on here since she was still chatting with a director in the crowd.

Harvey gave a faint smile while looking at the three, then calmly replied, “I’m sorry, the three of you have no right to be my friend.

“You’re not worthy!”

“Ow!”

Tamara twisted her high heels suddenly, and she almost fell to the ground. But she was fine since she fell