Chapter 91
Several minutes later, a man who looked to be in his early thirties walked up to their table. His head was lowered, and his face was still deeply flushed with shame.
“Randy? You good?” Leo asked, his tone shifting to genuine concern.
“Yeah. I’m just completely exhausted and annoyed,” Randal mumbled, rubbing a hand aggressively over his face to shake off the stress. “I seriously cannot believe she went into my office and stole my invitation just to sneak into your party,” he continued, pulling out a chair and sinking next to Leo. “I am so sorry, man.”
“Water under the bridge. No harm done,” Leo said easily, giving Randal a reassuring pat on the back.
“Ahem,” Evan cleared his throat loudly.
Leo and Randal both shifted their attention to Evan, whose icy expression was anythin
