Chapter 11: Team’s Effort
Jean maintained her poised smile as Junho leaned in, his breath reeking of expensive whiskey. His confident smirk didn't falter as he lifted his glass toward her.
"Jean, why don't we go somewhere quieter? I'd love to have a drink with you... just the two of us."
Jean felt a shiver of discomfort crawl up her spine, but she refused to let it show. With a practiced elegance, she tilted her head slightly, flashing him a polite smile.
"My girls won't start partying if I don't join them," she said smoothly, motioning toward her team, who were engaged in conversation across the pool. "So please excuse me, Junho. Maybe some other time."
For a moment, his smirk tightened, as if he wasn't used to rejection, but Jean had already turned away, heading toward her team. She kept her shoulders squared, her steps graceful, but she could still feel Junho's gaze trailing after her like an unwanted weight.
Logan who was sitting right beside Mr Kim watched the exchange, his jaw tightening. He wasn't sure why he cared, but something about the way Jean held herself... a little too stiff, a little too controlled, bothered him.
She wasn't scared.
No, Jean Adams didn't get scared.
But she was uncomfortable.