Ning Xia tried her best to maintain a calm demeanor, walking steadily and breathing smoothly, afraid that John Hill might notice something amiss.
Just as she was about to leave the study, the voice of a man called out from behind, "Ning Xia."
Her breath caught sharply, and Ning Xia felt her heartbeat racing as if it were about to burst from her chest, a chill rising from the soles of her feet.
He couldn't have noticed something, could he?
No, she had to stay calm and not lose her composure.
Ning Xia forced a smile, turned around, and blinked her pretty, large eyes in feigned confusion, "Hmm? What is it?"
John Hill gazed at her intently, as if scrutinizing her, while Ning Xia held her breath and kept smiling, waiting patiently for him to speak.
After a moment, the man's features relaxed, "If you need anything, just tell Mary. Don't be formal with me, after all... you are my lifesaver."
"Mm, don't worry, I won't be formal."
