Phoebe’s expression changed. “What are you saying? He’s my friend.”

Richard shook his head. Clearly, he did not accept it and insisted that Alex had to leave.

Cheryl grunted. “What kind of dilapidated place is this? There’s so many rules. We don’t bother to be here. Alex, Phoebe, let’s go somewhere else and have dinner.”

When Joel saw that they really turned around to leave, he immediately said, “Richard, don’t be rude. Since Phoebe has already said that he’s a friend, then he’s a friend.