They were all hanging out at the nightclub, and everyone knew what Evie was up to right now.
Harry naturally understood as well and immediately gave her a cold glance. "What does this have to do with you?"
Evie froze on the spot. "I just saw that Mr. Hansen was drunk, and I was afraid that it would not be safe for him to go back alone."
Such a lame excuse made Harry's hostess couldn't help but burst into giggles.
Harry was even worse and sneered directly, "He is really not safe if you send him back!"
"I know Mr. Hansen, and there's no way I would do anything to him. Mr. Cross, your words are a bit too much..." Evie's eyes welled up with a hint of red.
"Harry," in the midst of his slightly hazy vision, Byron heard Evie's words and gently reminded Harry.
No matter how much someone rejected his wedding, he still could not let go of her.
Even her classmates, he continued to take care of them.
Harry had been with women for many years, so of course he could see what Evie had planned for Byron.
So he restrained his hostility but still reminded, "I'm just worried that something will happen to Byron in this kind of place, ruining his life's reputation."
"I have a sense of propriety," Byron said.
Harry nodded and said nothing.
There were some matters that they, as brothers, could only touch upon.
Evie understood what these two were talking about, but after finally managing to bring Byron here, how could she let this big fish slip away?
She leaned in front of Byron again. "Mr. Hansen, let me take you back."
This time, she even directly took Byron's hand for support.
However, this kind of contact not only caused Byron to furrow his brows, but also made Harry want to speak up and remind him of something.
"Byron..."
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