Yet in this very moment, a soft voice interjected, proclaiming, "I'm sure I can afford to partake in this amusement!"

The soft voice emerged amidst the cacophony, barely audible, struggling to survive amidst the noise.

However, Waylen's acute ears captured its essence, recognizing Rena as the speaker.

Waylen's gaze narrowed, his tone growing more somber as he uttered,

“Rena, go back now."

A heavy silence settled upon the room, as even the most foolish individual could discern Waylen's profound discontent.

Perhaps Rena's actions had tarnished his image, leading to his evident displeasure.

Within the stillness, Tyrone interjected with a chuckle, "If Rena claims she want to join, then she shall!"

Tyrone pulled Rena to his side, inviting her to sit beside him and expertly poured a glass of wine.

"If you Lose the game, you must drink." He started to explained the rules to her.

“Should you emerge victorious, you may demand anything from any of us!"

He paused for a second and then added, "There are no Limitations!"

Waylen's voice resonated with depth as he interjected, "Tyrone!"

Tyrone's smile widened with delight.

Addressing Waylen, he remarked, "What's the matter, Waylen? Elvira has received numerous kisses. Why deny Rena the chance to partake? Haha, after all, Rena is the one who truly captures your heart, isn't she?"

Waylen cast a glance towards Rena.

Stubbing out his cigarette, he simply stated, “Let the games begin!"

In truth, the game itself was straightforward. They were to draw cards and engage in a showdown.

During the initial round, Joseph emerged victorious. Despite his strained relationship with Rena, Waylen's stance towards her remained ambiguous, Leaving him unwilling to take the risk.

As a result, Joseph bestowed a passionate French kiss upon Elvira.

Their embrace exuded such intensity that it caused others to blush in response.

Upon concluding the kiss, Elvira smiled and turned to Waylen, jesting,