The elevator door opened the moment Harvey reached the deluxe room. Dutch came out of the elevator, dressed casually.

After seeing Harvey’s expression, Dutch quickly followed Harvey. From his vast experience, he could tell that Harvey was in trouble with just a single glance.

At the same time, inside the deluxe box.

A sickly figure in a robe could be seen inside; it was none other than the Adenar Temple’s top disciple and the direct descendant of the outskirts’ York family, Welt.

He held a glass of red wine, slowly sipping it while sizing up Aria beside him with a cold expression.

He had been playing with women who’d pounce right into his arms; he was more interested in the ones who completely disdained him. Conquering women like that would be a fun game for him.

Besides, as the fifth lady of the Luster Tribe’s Surrey family, Aria had a high status. Welt would enjoy a good few days’ worth of fun if he could have his hands on a woman like her.

“What are you trying to do, Miley?”