Michael raised his glass and said, "George is right. Here's to you both. I hope you enjoy your time in Aleshire, and don't hesitate to ask if you need anything."

He knew exactly why these two were here—they were attending his wedding tomorrow. However, given they were at The Nightowl, an upscale nightclub, he figured it was best not to bring it up.

Ryan and George raised their glasses in response, but Felix remained motionless. His indifference seriously irritated Michael.

"I don't believe we've met. Who might you be?" Michael's youthful pride got the better of him.

He could have just finished his drink and left, but he felt the need to assert himself. He could not let this slide, and he wondered who Felix thought he was to disrespect him like this.

"I'm Felix Zeller. I'm no one important, but here's a word of advice—if you're planning to get married, show some respect for each other, alright?"

Michael could not believe Felix was actually lecturing him. His irritat