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.”

Peterson took another thoughtful look at Eleanor before turning and leaving the

Peterson left, Yates’ puzzled gaze fell on

kind of coffee do

watching her for a while, he turned to the coffee machine, pulled out two

but instead, he asked what kind of coffee

“Mocha.”

paused slightly, Yates turned around, taking another look

couldn’t help feeling a bit nervous. Did she say something

Yates’ serious face and tense

have a friend who also likes mocha.”

as he turned back

wherever you

with, even quite kind. So she relaxed and took a

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

taken aback.

at the couch

I not supposed to sit

about to stand up, notebook in

have many rules here. Sit wherever

the coffee, handing

Elena, where are

coffee, Eleanor looked at Yates, leaning

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