Ian Shaw feigned surprise and smiled. "Oh, is that so? Tristan and I are thick as thieves, too."
"Mhm, I know," Jasmine Warren said with an ingratiating smile, nodding repeatedly.
"I feel like I've seen you before... no, wait. I saw you a while ago. You were trying to pull President Summers into a car to leave." Ian Shaw narrowed his eyes, studying Jasmine Warren's face intently, as if afraid he'd miss a single change in her expression.
Sure enough, just as he expected, Jasmine Warren froze the moment she heard him. The smile on her face stiffened. After several seconds, she forced an extremely awkward smile and said, "Oh, that time. I needed to talk to Mika about something, which is why I was trying to pull her into the car."
"Mm, that night was very dangerous. But I believe you. I believe no one would ever want to hurt their own best friend. Wouldn't you agree, Jasmine?"
