"Here, Dulcie." Maynard skillfully and elegantly filled a third of a wine glass and handed it to Dulcie.

"Thank you." Dulcie received the glass politely, but her expression was uneasy. She glanced at Theophilus, whose expression remained unchanged.

Maynard poured another glass and, assessing Theophilus, asked: "Who is this? I don't believe we've been introduced."

"He's just the assistant manager for Dulcie at Miller House, doing odd jobs for Dulcie." Layla preemptively answered for Theophilus.

"Oh? An assistant." Maynard's interest piqued: "If he's Dulcie's assistant, then let's have a drink together."

"I'm sorry, I don't drink alcohol." Theophilus replied coolly.

"What? Mr. Jones is offering you a drink for recognition, and you don't want it?" Reginald was the first to challenge him.

"Such a minor assistant, how could he appreciate such fine, superior wine?" Rowan arrogantly said: "I doubt he'd ever get another chance like this in his lifetime."

Theophilus just shook his head,