His voice was as indifferent as cool night water, with no rise or fall at all, as if he were facing a stranger he was meeting for the first time.
Ariella's gaze dimmed for a moment at his words, but very quickly returned to normal.
"Summer, congratulations!" She walked in with a grin and sat down next to Summer Sutton, throwing an arm around her shoulders. "Tomorrow you're saying goodbye to singlehood. After this, you'll probably envy the carefree life of someone like me on my own. Come on, I'll drink with you properly tonight!"
"We've got to get up early tomorrow, don't drink too much," Summer Sutton warned her in advance, afraid she'd overdo it.
"I won't, I won't. Aren't you right here next to me?" Ariella waved it off carelessly, twisted open a beer and poured herself a glass. She turned her head, still grinning, and clinked glasses with Ryan Walyon. "Young Master Walyon, I didn't expect to run into you in a foreign country like this. Come on, let me toast you too!"
