Rowan Benett paced back and forth in the restroom, clutching his phone!
He was seriously anxious; Travis Miller, that scoundrel, for some reason, was so stubborn about it, insisting on waiting for that "Daddy"!
"Brother Russo, come quickly, everyone is waiting. It's okay if you're a bit late..."
Only then did Joel Russo remember that he had promised Rowan Benett something for tonight.
Joel Russo glanced down at his wristwatch, "Hmm, I'm not coming tonight. You guys have fun, put it on my tab."
His indifferent tone, not showing an ounce of guilt, left Rowan Benett absolutely stunned for quite a while before he could snap back to reality.
"...No... No, Brother Russo! You can't do this to me!"
If you don't come, won't I really have to call Travis Miller, that scoundrel, "Daddy"?!
I do have some dignity, you know!
Joel Russo had no idea what he was rambling about, and was about to hang up when he paused.
