As Dylan listened, some irritation appeared on his face.

"Me and Sharon …"

He had just started speaking when Kevan interrupted him. "Let's have a drink too."

Dylan glared at him with dissatisfaction.

Kevan glared at him as a warning not to speak without thinking. After they had finished drinking, Kevan deliberately asked, "Are you drunk? Do you want to go to the lounge next door to rest for a bit?"

Kevan's words successfully got everyone to stare at Dylan's face. They watched him with concern. Louis spoke again. "Sharon, Dylan does look strangely flushed. Maybe you can tell your dad to have Dylan sent back home to rest first?"

Dylan frowned at once, and he refused. "No need. I'm not drunk."

However, everyone else had a different idea than him.

Walter heard everything that was said, and when he saw that Dylan refused to accept, he personally came over to placate him. "There's nothing else left to do here. You and Sharon can go first." Then, he instructed Sharon. "I'll have someo