Chapter 1255

After climbing up the stairs, Eleanor approached Peterson. Peterson smiled at her politely, then pushed the door to his study open, inviting her in, “Ms. Elena, come on in.”

Eleanor stepped in, finding a tidy study filled with wooden furniture and bathed in sunlight, giving it a very warm feel.

In this atmosphere, an elderly man dressed in a white suit with gray hair stood with his back to the door, appreciating the view outside the window.

“Grandpa, Ms. Elena is here.”

After bringing Eleanor in, Peterson respectfully called out.

Only then did Yates turn around. His deep and powerful gaze, filled with experience and wisdom, sized up Eleanor.

She sized him up in return. Despite his age, he was still tall and radiant, just like the pictures downstairs.

He didn’t look like an old man, more like a mature, elegant, and calm middle-aged man.

“Mr. Sharp, hello.”

Eleanor greeted first, and only then did Yates shift his gaze to Peterson.

‘Peterson, give us some space. I want to talk to Ms. Elena alone.”

this, Peterson took another thoughtful look at Eleanor before

left, Yates’ puzzled gaze fell on Eleanor

kind of coffee do you

to

but instead, he asked

“Mocha.”

the cup paused slightly, Yates turned around,

her again, Eleanor couldn’t help feeling a bit nervous. Did she say something wrong?

this, Yates’ serious face and tense

friend who

this, Eleanor didn’t respond, just watched Yates as he turned back to make the

you

even quite kind.

turned around to find Eleanor sitting on the small couch, hands on her knees, looking very well-behaved. He seemed a

taken aback.

instinctively looked at the couch she’s sitting on.

I not supposed to sit here?”

about to stand up, notebook in hand, when Yates spoke first.

here.

walked over with the coffee, handing it to

Elena, where are you from?”

coffee, Eleanor looked at Yates, leaning against his desk sipping his

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