Aurora Blaine's heart was racing, yet she had to pretend to be calm and collected on the surface.
Inside, she was panicking like crazy!
She wasn't too far away, nor was she very close, just the right distance, maintaining a half-position gap.
Aurora cleared her throat, trying to cover up her inner turmoil.
Seeing Aurora's actions, Miles Ellison paused with a slight surprise.
Previously, Aurora had never acted like this in front of Madam Yan.
Whatever Madam Yan said, Aurora would comply, following Madam Yan's wishes, feeling quite constrained.
Aurora's gaze drifted about and finally met Miles's eyes.
The man sat in the middle of the right sofa, watching them.
Aurora tried to take the first step forward, and Miles subtly curled his lips, offering her silent reassurance.
That tense feeling in Aurora dissipated considerably, and she gradually relaxed.
Madam Yan still ignored Aurora and instead chatted with Autumn Blaine, "You look rather pale; are you sick?"
