"Maya Monroe... could you let Kiki have this seat?"
The voice was soft, with a hint of insincerity.
Justin Morgan's hands hanging at his sides clenched involuntarily, the bulging veins due to excessive force were enough to show his nervousness inside.
Kiki Monroe also walked up behind Justin Morgan, the slight sweat on her forehead indicated that her heart was not at peace.
"You want my seat?" Maya Monroe scoffed lightly: "Why should I give it to you?"
Justin Morgan lowered his head, not daring to meet Maya Monroe's eyes.
In fact, just walking this short distance, he felt his legs had already turned to jelly, especially when meeting Maya Monroe's gaze, he felt his back might already be soaked with sweat.
He inexplicably felt a bit regretful, stammering without being able to give a reason.
"Justin Morgan, brother..."
Justin Morgan suddenly snapped out of it, realizing Kiki Monroe was right behind him, he felt he couldn't just back down and lose face.
