Thinking her eyes were playing a trick on her, Larissa pushed Kevan's hand away from her face, but Lana had already turned around. Soon, the waiters served the dishes, and everyone's attention immediately shifted to the food.

Lucas and Lana were seated opposite Kevan and Larissa, as those were the only two vacant seats in the venue.

As soon as they stepped down from the stage, Lucas rushed towards Kevan.

"Mr. Rogers!"

Lucas' face was flushed, but one could hardly tell if it was due to the warm temperature of the venue or his overwhelming excitement from seeing Kevan.

Lana, whom he had left behind, was a few steps behind him. Although she furrowed her brows in anger, Lucas was too happy to see his idol that he did not notice.

Larissa sighed internally, thinking that men were really clueless.

Kevan stood up and nodded at Lucas. Smiling at Lana, he said gently, "Happy birthday, Ms. Seymour."

Having been addressed specifically by him, Lana immediately put on a perfunctory smile. H