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.”

at Eleanor before turning and leaving

left, Yates’ puzzled gaze fell on Eleanor

what kind of coffee do you

to the coffee machine, pulled

instead, he asked what kind

“Mocha.”

holding the cup paused slightly, Yates turned around, taking

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

she thought this, Yates’ serious face and tense expression gradually relaxed.

who also likes mocha.”

Yates as he turned back to

you want.”

somewhat stern, Eleanor found him easy to get along with, even quite kind. So she relaxed

around to find Eleanor sitting on the small couch, hands on her knees,

taken aback.

looked at the couch

I not supposed

was about to stand up, notebook in hand, when Yates spoke

many rules here. Sit wherever you

over with the coffee, handing

where are you

the coffee, Eleanor looked at Yates,

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