Abi jolted and stood frozen on the floor as his voice echoed in her mind. Her brain stuttered for a moment. Every part of her went on pause while her thoughts caught up.
She forced herself to think and moved her legs to turn. Once she did, she found that Ezekiel Qin was already standing right before her.
His stoic eyes were questioning her but no word left his lips. He simply glanced at the door where she came from. Did he see her step out of the room?! Abi prayed that he didn't.
"H-hello, Mr. Qin." Abi finally found her tongue and greeted him.
"What are you doing here?" he asked, his overbearing aura was intense that Abi felt a little uncomfortable. She felt like she was an elementary kid, talking to a strict and stoic looking principal.
"I am just running an errand," she managed to answer normally.
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