Evans looked at Andrea, who was seen dancing with several people at Mr. Lee's agency.
"Where did you meet her, Evans?" asked Mr. Lee as he sipped his beer.
"Somewhere, the unimaginable," Evans said without stopping to stare at the girl.
Mr. Lee pursed his lips as if contemplating what Evans meant.
"So, she will fuck with you?" asked Lee suddenly.
"No! Big no! Not me, not you, and not anyone," Evans said firmly, turning to Mr. Lee.
Mr. Lee glanced down between Evans' legs.
"Still normal, right?" asked Mr. Lee.
"How many girls do you want me to fuck with?" challenged Evans.
"Oh, God! So you got falling in love with her? You? Christopher John Evans?" taunt Lee.
"I hope I am not," Evans said quietly.
Mr. Lee took a deep breath at the words of his best friend.
"Okay, I'll take care of it for you. Especially from the Wijaya family," said Mr. Lee.
"Thanks, friend," Evans said.
