Ashton Heath raised his hand, interrupting her.
"Ms. Joanna, since you've come to find me, you should know that I haven't been practicing medicine for many years."
"I know," Joanna Lawrence nodded, "But I believe Mr. Ashton is a good person and won't stand idly by as someone dies."
"Good person?"
Ashton Heath seemed to have heard something amusing and grinned.
He put down a file in his hand, stood up, and slowly walked towards Joanna Lawrence.
He stopped in front of her.
It was then that Joanna noticed that this man had an excellent figure, very tall, around 188 cm.
Since she was 168 cm, not considered short among women, she barely reached his neck when standing in front of him.
She had to look up to see him.
Too close.
The man's refreshing and pleasant scent rushed into her nostrils. His whole body exuded alluring male hormones. After briefly exchanging glances with him, Joanna's face reddened, and her heart raced.
She couldn't help but take a step back.
