"I'm the primary investor in *Extraordinary Living Room*," Jensen Morrison said as he walked up to Ivy Holden. He draped his jacket over her shoulders. "This is where my project is being filmed, so of course I have the right to be here. If you're not feeling well, we can just postpone the shoot by a day. There's no need to rush. Isn't that right, Mr. Holt?"
"Yes, health is the most important thing." Byron Holt was surprisingly agreeable to the suggestion of a delay.
"Good. Then I'll let my Ivy get some rest. I brought my personal doctor to give her a check-up." With that, Jensen Morrison bent down, swept Ivy Holden into his arms, and walked out.
Byron Holt watched his retreating back, his eyes practically shooting fire.
Ivy Holden didn't dare struggle in Jensen Morrison's arms. Once they were back in her room, she finally tugged on his sleeve and asked, "Why are you here?"
