After Serenity wiped his shoes clean, she tilted her head to look up at him and asked, "Is this okay?"

At the moment, her face was as pale as snow. Coupled with her thin frame, she looked weak and fragile.

Jackson couldn't help but frown. Her condition made him feel uncomfortable.

Serenity waited for a while but Jackson didn't answer her, so she awkwardly rubbed her nose, smiled at herself and stood up.

"Can I borrow a broom and a dustpan? I'll clean this place up a bit," Serenity said to a man in a security uniform.

"Huh?" The man was taken aback. After seeing Connor's subtle nod, he quickly said, "Sure, uhh... I'll be right back."

He soon came back with a broom and a dustpan and handed them to Serenity.

Serenity started cleaning up her own vomit, while Jackson stood there watching her and didn't leave.

Because Jackson didn't leave, the others naturally didn't dare to leave either, so all of them stood there and watched Serenity clean the place up.

Watching her slender frame,