Dustin glanced at Dalen. No matter how gorgeous Dalen was, Dustin couldn't imagine himself liking another guy.

Dalen coughed uncomfortably as he sipped his drink, his face contorted in discomfort. He grinned wryly and remarked, "Ms. Wesley, I can't tell if you're praising me or teasing me with that remark."

"It's a compliment! Your gorgeous face could win over any man," Crystal said with a straight face.

"Oh, well..." Dalen was momentarily speechless.

Did she have to say that to his face? Something didn't feel right.

"If you don't believe me, just ask Miles," Crystal said.

At that moment, Miles was staring right at Dalen. When Crystal mentioned his name, he slightly tensed, swiftly shifting his gaze away with a nervous and guilty expression.

"W-What? Me?" Miles awkwardly responded. "Quit joking around, Crystal. What does this have to do with me?"

"You seem a bit off, Miles." Ruby raised an eyebrow. She looked around mischievously and smirked. "You're not bewitched by Dalen, ar