Seeing how calm Cassian Jennings was, Ian Shaw curled his lips into a smirk and pulled the women on either side of him into a tight embrace. "We're going to go dance. The rest of you stay here and keep Master Jennings company. Whoever's lucky enough to catch his eye tonight, I'll personally take you shopping tomorrow. Pick out anything you want."
The moment they heard this, all the women eagerly crowded around Cassian Jennings. A few even started raising their glasses to toast him.
Seeing this, Cassian Jennings speechlessly rolled his eyes at Ian Shaw.
'What does he take me for?'
'Even if he wants me to forget Amelia Avery, he didn't have to resort to this, making me fool around with these women.'
Still, it was a gesture from a friend, and he couldn't just refuse it outright.
What he didn't realize, however, was that in Ian Shaw's eyes, his silence was proof that a leopard can't change its spots.
After all, Master Jennings's playboy reputation wasn't for nothing.
