May was startled, knowing that Mr. Julian was in a coma and couldn't answer her calls...
"Tiana, you're also seriously injured and need to rest well. It's best not to talk much. If you want someone to comfort you to sleep, should I play you some music?"
Tiana Thorne squinted her eyes, a hint of doubt filling her gaze: "You always used to call the big shots quite eagerly before."
She was being suspected...
May's heart skipped a beat, but thankfully as a manager, she'd learned a bit of acting, and maintained a calm facade while saying: "Those times were about making things happen, but not today. Right now, you're a patient under observation. While the anesthesia hasn't completely worn off, get some rest, or later if the pain kicks in, I won't be able to bear it for you."
May finally stood her ground in front of Tiana.
She dared to be so confident because she knew Tiana's greatest fear, as fearless as Tiana was, was pain.
