A fair, handsome, and tall guy with a snake tattoo on his right arm approached Roger, who was attempting to contact Samson, and offered him a glass of champagne.
"Is he not coming to my party?" he inquired.
Roger took the glass and placed it on the table beside them
"Something urgent came up that he needed to take care of, so he had to go check it out," he explained.
The man scoffed and drank his champagne.
"He has his boys to do that, so why is he using that as an excuse to avoid seeing me? Or has he not gotten over that dead girl?"
"Alexander, stop," Roger said.
"What? Do you want to defend him? You see, Roger, Samson is unaware that there is no love in this business," said Alexander.
"I'm not trying to defend anyone; Samson is an adult and one who doesn't care. I'd like you to stop spreading those rumors; I know you informed your father about the missing girl, "Roger said as he tried calling Samson again.
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