Sophia Phoenix walked over and firmly grasped Gigi Turner's wrist, his handsome face knitted in worry as he assessed her outfit and styling, anger smouldering in his eyes. "You are a student; what are you doing coming to a hotel to entertain customers with drinks – have you gone mad?! If this is all because you are seeking money, are you planning to sell yourself?!"
Tilly Flower, head bent as she smoked, looked surprisingly up at him upon hearing this. For the well-behaved Young Master to use such language, he must have been beyond irritated tonight.
