Jackson got up with a straight face and made his way to the kitchen. “I’ll make juice.”
Upon seeing this, Tiffany had no choice but to sit on the couch. “Okay... I’ll leave after dinner...”
“That’s more like it,” Summer said with a smile, “Jackson is leaving after dinner as well. You can catch a ride with him. Look, Jackson still remembers how much you enjoy fruit juice...”
Tiffany pursed her lips, keeping quiet.
In fact, Summer was aware of Tiffany’s beverage preference. She had intentionally posed that question. Tiffany found coffee too bitter, and she would feel uncomfortable for half a day after drinking it. Her fondness for fruit juice was no secret. It seemed like poor Jackson did not forget that. Noticing Tiffany’s silence, she deftly changed the topic. “You gave the car to your mother, right? I heard you told her you won’t be needing the car since your apartment is very close to the office. I have a few spare cars here, would you like to use one of them? I’m worried it’d be inconvenient for you to get around during the holidays.”
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