Her obedient and docile manner was a stark contrast to the stubbornness she had shown Jensen Morrison just moments before, which provoked him all over again.
However, Jensen Morrison didn't say anything. His gaze swept over the trash can, and he sat down beside Ivy Holden.
"June Grant ran into a bit of trouble, I…"
"I know," Ivy Holden cut Jensen Morrison off. "Thank you for helping her out of trouble."
"Don't misunderstand…"
"I haven't misunderstood. June is my best friend. Helping her is helping me."
"I only did it for you…"
Ivy Holden gave a charming smile and said, "I'm tired. Can I borrow your shoulder for a bit?"
"Okay." The tactic was extremely effective. Jensen Morrison immediately stopped trying to explain.
June Grant parked her small, green electric car in a parking spot, leaned back against the seat in exhaustion for a moment, and then got out.
