章 82: 082 Please be careful with your words, Mr. Pay.

Noticing Forsythia's movement, Yigol Foster glanced at the woman standing side by side next to him, neither distant nor intimate, then he glanced at the direction where Gem Atkinson was standing. Despite being crystal clear about it, he deliberately asked, "What's wrong?"

"The champagne doesn't taste good, I'm switching to red wine." Forsythia set the champagne in her hand on a nearby waiter's tray, casually grabbing a glass of red wine to camouflage her previous action.

At this, Yigol Foster let out a faint sneer.

Harlan Palmer, who had been silently observing from a distance, saw Yigol Foster finally becoming unoccupied, this prompted him to pat Gem Atkinson's shoulder and after saying 'I am going to check on something', he headed towards Yigol Foster and Forsythia.

When he arrived in front of them, Harlan Palmer gave Forsythia a somewhat mocking smile before extending his hand to Yigol Foster, "Mr. Pay, thank you for coming."