He did have feelings for her.
Only in this way could she act even more recklessly in the things she was about to do.
"Jimmy..." she leaned her head on the man's shoulder and tried to move closer, but her hand was captured in the next second.
A very heavy grip.
Tiffany Lynch couldn't help but cry out in pain, her eyes welling up with tears that also contained fright.
Probably having recognized the person before her, Jimmy Simmons's eyes briefly flickered with a dark light before returning to their usual appearance as he rubbed his temples, "Tiffany, what are you doing?"
He had drunk quite a bit at the banquet earlier, and his head was still a bit foggy now.
With her hand released, Tiffany Lynch gripped her wrist, only feeling embarrassed as she returned to her senses, "I... I just saw you feeling unwell... and wanted to help."
Remembering her bold move just now, Tiffany Lynch felt her face burning hot, yet she didn't regret it in her heart.