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.”

Upon hearing this, Peterson took another thoughtful look at Eleanor before turning and leaving the study.

Peterson left, Yates’ puzzled gaze fell on

Elena, what kind of coffee do you like?”

a while, he turned to the coffee machine, pulled out

but instead, he asked what kind

“Mocha.”

the cup paused slightly, Yates turned around, taking another

help feeling a

she thought this, Yates’ serious

who also likes mocha.”

watched Yates as he turned back to make the coffee.

you

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

coffee, Yates turned around to find Eleanor sitting on the small couch, hands on her knees, looking

taken aback.

distraction, Eleanor instinctively looked at the couch

not supposed

to stand up, notebook in hand,

many rules here. Sit

Yates walked over with the

are

Yates,

from the

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