John turned pale at this.
A split second later, he regained his composure and glanced at Tara, smiling. "Well, her condition is a little too complicated to explain right now.
"I already have a doctor looking after her, which is why I'm struggling financially and have to resort to such desperate measures, so I don't need your help as of now, President Moore. Still, I appreciate your kindness.
"Don't worry. I'll get in touch if there's anything you can help with in the future."
Tara knew there was no point pursuing this matter anymore, so she smiled and clinked her glass against John's, toasting him. "Alright, then. Feel free to contact me, night or day, I'll be here to help."
John paused, then downed the entire glass of wine. "I have to go now, President Moore. I'll see you at the bid!"
With that, he put down his glass and left.
Tara watched him leave with a smile, then finally turned around and dialed Joshua's number.
At this moment, Joshua was in the middle of sketching out a
