Harry wasn't expecting Ryley to approach him and he had no idea that there would be such an event. "Umm... I think I will ask my manager first—"
Before he could continue his sentence and ditch the invitation, Ryley let out a faint chuckle. "Ah, right. I understand. You must be tired if not your schedule is already packed. So if you cannot make it for tonight, it's okay." The model then pulled out his phone and typed on the screen.
"Can I have your number? I've prepared some present for the finalists and planned to give them to all four of you tonight. But in case you cannot attend the dinner, let me just send the present to your place then." He said, smiling.
The air around Harry stagnated as he squinted his eyes and tried to see through the blond's intention. Though it was strange that the blond suddenly came and told him about the celebration dinner, Harry couldn't sense any ill intention from him.