The disgusting smell of perfume made Kevan frown. He pushed her away coldly and said, "Get lost!"

The others were busy bringing the girls into their lap, so the big commotion with Kevan scared them so much that they all became quiet.

The boss froze for a moment. Then he seemed to realize something because he hit his forehead with a laugh and said, "Haha, look at my forgetfulness!"

He got the girl to leave, and he summoned the server. He pointed at Kevan and said something quietly to the server. The server nodded several times before leaving the room.

"Don't mind it, Mr. Rogers." The boss apologized again rather sincerely.

Kevan replied half-heartedly, "It's fine."

A few moments later, the private room doors opened again. The server led in a tall and thin young man inside. The man seemed to be in his twenties, and he was wearing a cheap, colorful suit. The man had makeup on his face, and he looked somewhat oily.

He raced toward Kevan and did what the girl from before did.

Kevan