017 Kissing?

JEANNE'S POV

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"Can we stop this conversation? Wouldn't you rather just take care of your son with that bitch?"

The atmosphere suddenly became tense as Leo opened his voice. I turned my head towards Leo who was sitting next to me, and then looked at Isaac Morgan whose face turned serious.

What the hell is this father-son relationship? — I said to myself.

Unable to stand the atmosphere, I cleared my throat in an attempt to break the ice.

"Ahem! I think I drank too much," I said.

Then I glanced at Leo who was sitting next to me while patting his side thigh a few times to signal him to get me out of this situation.

"I should take Jeanne home now," Leo said.

I was grateful that Leo understood what I meant. Soon after, he took my hand and we stood up.

"Oh, too bad! Honestly I wish that you could stay longer. Maybe you can come to our banquet next time," Isaac said as he stood up.

I just smiled in response, but Leo replied coldly.

"We still have a lot of business to take care of fo