As Stephen and Stanley took their seats, the booth became cramped. Rachel pulled Yvonne to the side to give them space, and she couldn't help but look at Stanley. At the thought of how close he seemed to the short-haired lady just now, Rachel was filled with unease. She soon turned to look the other way.

Stanley secretly glanced at Rache, his heart hurting a little. He sighed and forced a casual smile. "I'm really happy that you all came today. Thank you."

"We're your brothers! Don't mention it!" James put his arm around Stanley's shoulder and teased him. "If you really want to thank someone, thank Yvonne. If she hadn't come, Stephen wouldn't have come either."

At that, two frosty gazes immediately landed on him. James wasn't afraid of them since there were many people there and it was a celebration that day. He sniggered and tried to liven the atmosphere by raising his glass. "Come, let's make a toast to Stanley! May he always be lucky and healthy!"

No one listened to him, so the