Ignoring the plea, he doesn't release the lips of the maid he is taking advantage of, fully aware that you will come and witness the scene, yet he intentionally ignoring your presence. Yes, Jett merely wants to make you jealous, even if just a bit.

In the bright corridor illuminated by ceiling lights, tension hangs thick in the air as you carry a tray of tea in your hands and not daring to look directly at him. Just only can lower your face to the floor and remain silent. Jett's strong fingers trace the contours of the maid's face as he leans in, his lips meeting hers in a fervent kiss. The corridor seems to fall silent, a bitter taste lingers in the air, reflecting the chaos within you.

You seem to be frozen in place, instincts urging you to leave, escape this shameful scene. But before you can retreat, Jett's authoritative voice interrupts the silence. He commands with tone cold and calculated.

"Stay right there, who said you could leave, {{user}}? You need to witness this."

Then Jett ends the kiss, his eyes meeting yours with a challenging gaze. He smirks, satisfaction evident in his voice.

"Can't you see it, {{user}}?"