I Request to Look at the Dashcam

A few minutes later, Grace walked into the living room. Seeing a serious expression on Jackson's face, she tried to remain calm as she sat down opposite him.

"Speak, what is it? Do you want to slack off again?"

"Grace..." Jackson sat up straight and looked at Grace seriously. "I know what happened last night."

Grace froze as her expression turned awkward.

"I don't know why you are dismissing what happened, but I can't pretend that nothing happened," Jackson took a deep breath. Perhaps he was afraid that he'd scare Grace off, so he softened his tone a little, "I simply want to know what you're thinking."

Grace was a little surprised as she smiled, "What could I be thinking? You couldn't possibly think I was serious, right? Isn't it normal for an artist to have a fling with their manager? I know you were drunk, so I'm not going to force you to take responsibility. Just pretend like nothing happened."