She lowered her head, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear. Tiffany said softly, "I came to thank you."
Jackie was confused.
Tiffany raised her head, looking at him, smiling. "Thank you for today on stage."
Jackie understood, his gaze turned towards the direction where Hannah had previously left, a shadow of melancholy in his eyes. He spoke indifferently, "You don't have to thank me, your ranking was not something I alone could decide."
His tone was calm, as usual, carrying the customary apathy of a man.
Upon hearing this, Tiffany's expression blanked momentarily. She struggled for words, "Jackie, do you know…"
Before she could finish, Jackie interrupted her, "George treats you well."
At his words, Tiffany understood his meaning. She explained anxiously, "George and I, it's not what you think. We're not... "
Not what?
