Roy and Oscar were aware that Elliot left.
When he returned, his face was full of smiles as he whispered something in Connor's ear.
Connor, who had his wine glass lifted midway, suddenly turned to look at Elliot and asked, "Are you sure?"
"Yes, I'm sure..."
"Hahaha! Mr. Mortodor, Mr. Exeter, it must have been hard for you two today. Come, let's make a toast to the night!" Connor suddenly laughed and raised his wine glass once more in their direction.
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