Chapter 1817

"I couldn't find your boxers, but it looks like your dirty laundry is about to be aired," Germaine teased, holding up Jenson's jacket in one hand and waving the business card in the other. She shot him a half-smile, raising an eyebrow. "Care to explain?" "What's this about?" Jenson walked over and took the card from her hand. After a quick glance, his expression shifted to confusion. "Why do you have this crazy woman's card?" "That's something you should be asking yourself," Germaine said with a mischievous grin, her eyes narrowing like she'd caught a cat red-handed. "I found it in your pocket." She knew full well that Jenson wasn't the type to fool around behind her back. Every now and then, though, she couldn't resist stirring the pot just for the fun of it. "Me?" Jenson pointed to himself in confusion, thinking she was joking. A playful grin spread across his lips as he asked, "Are you sure you're not mistaken?" But seeing the serious expression on Germaine's face, his confide