At the sound of his voice, Roth hissed. However, he just chose to step away from Alice, who was borrowing his clothes again. Perhaps, she felt freer to go around at night with a male visage than her alluring female one that attracted trouble.
Roth then made hand movements to shoo the other person. He even looked like he was shooing a stray dog. "Go away. I don't want to have anything to do with you guys tonight. Tonight is my alcohol night after a long while. Leave me alone."
"It's strange for him not to be drinking alcohol for a while. Now I know why." Sinclair actually fished out his wallet and scattered dollar bills to the side which Roth—surprisingly, Ainsley as well—went to chase and collect from the ground and on the wind. The CEO only kept his gaze locked on Alice.
