“I think you should answer that,” Jay insisted, seeing how she was feeling about it and how she wasn't relaxed enough.
“No, it’s fine. I could do that later,” Ivy replied, then took a sip of the wine from her glass, and swiped to decline the call.
It was clear Jay wasn't going to buy the idea, but he couldn't pressure her into doing it, and he knew she was only feeling like that because he was there.
“This looks more like some get-together rather than a dinner party,” said Ivy, looking around as she watched several older business-class men and women chit-chatting, greeting one another, and laughing gently with the sound of the soft background music.
“Yeah yeah, I thought so too,” he responded, even though he understood she was just trying to feel okay and comfortable.
Noticing her ph
