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.

left, Yates’ puzzled gaze fell on Eleanor again.

what kind of coffee

her for a while, he turned to the coffee

her to sit first, but instead, he asked what kind of coffee she

“Mocha.”

paused slightly, Yates turned around, taking another

him look at her again, Eleanor couldn’t help feeling

serious

friend who also likes mocha.”

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

wherever you

along with, even quite kind. So she relaxed and took a seat on a small couch.

on the small couch, hands on her knees, looking very

taken aback.

Eleanor instinctively looked at the

supposed

was about to stand up, notebook in

here. Sit wherever

over with the coffee, handing it to

Elena, where are

looked at Yates, leaning against his desk sipping

from the

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