Chapter 73: Dinner

Phyllis comfortably sat on the swivel chair and ran her fingers across the keyboard in front of her. She scanned the whole room filled with musical instruments.

“Are you using this studio with your groupmates?” she asked, curious about the activities that he was doing in this studio.

Zacharias casually flumped on the sofa. “This is my personal studio. I make music here.”

“Our group stays on this floor. So our dance practice room, recording studios, and other stuff are here. So I mostly spend my time here on this floor,” he explained.

She nodded her head as she spun the swivel chair to look around. “Ah… I see…”

“So, do you go to other floors?” she asked.

“Sometimes, when there's a need,” he answered.

She squinted her eyes and stared at him. “Are you sure you're not meeting your mistresses?”

Zacharias jolted up from his seat from surprise. He did not expect to hear this from Phyllis. “What mistresses? I don't have one, babe!”

She continued to spin the swivel chair around.