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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.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtEleanor 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.
After Peterson left, Yates’ puzzled gaze fell on Eleanor again.
“Ms. Elena, what kind of coffee do you like?”
After watching her for a while, he turned to the coffee machine, pulled out two clean cups.
Eleanor thought he’d invite her to sit first, but instead, he asked what kind of coffee she likes.
“Mocha.”
The hand holding the cup paused slightly, Yates turned around, taking another look at Eleanor.
Seeing him look at her again, Eleanor couldn’t help feeling a bit nervous. Did she say something
wrong?
Just as she thought this, Yates’ serious face and tense expression gradually relaxed.
“I have a friend who also likes mocha.”
Hearing this, Eleanor didn’t respond, just watched Yates as he turned back to make the coffee.
“Sit wherever you want.”
Even though Yates seemed somewhat stern, Eleanor found him easy to get along with, even quite
kind. So she relaxed and took a seat on a small couch.
After making the coffee, Yates turned around to find Eleanor sitting on the small couch, hands on her
knees, looking very well-behaved. He seemed a bit
taken aback.
Noticing his distraction, Eleanor instinctively looked at the couch she’s sitting on.
“Am I not supposed to sit here?”
She was about to stand up, notebook in hand, when Yates spoke first.
“I don’t have many rules here. Sit wherever you like.”
Then, Yates walked over with the coffee, handing it to her.
‘Ms. Elena, where are you from?”
After thanking him for the coffee, Eleanor looked at Yates, leaning against his desk sipping his coffee
elegantly.
“I’m from the G country.”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Do you have any other family?”
“I have a sister.”
“A sister?” Yates’ eyes narrowed slightly.
“Which sister are you referring to?”
This question left Eleanor somewhat taken aback. She had a feeling that Yates knew about Emilia, and
that Emilia wasn’t a biological member of the Pine family.
But she was not sure whether Yates had figured out everything about Emilia, so she was a bit at a loss
for how to answer.
‘As far as I know, the Pine family has four kids this generation. Besides Robin and Elbert, the two boys,
there’s only one girl, Katharine Spencer.” Confusion showed in Yates’ thoughtful gaze.
“Ms. Elena, you mean to tell me you don’t even know your own cousin’s name?”
Eleanor’s heart raced. Yates had indeed looked into Emilia’s background,
But even though he knew the Pine family only has Katharine as a girl, why did he still ask her which
sister?
Could this mean that Yates already knew about Emilia, knew she’s not a Pine, and even knew about
Emilia’s biological sister?
But why was it that from start to finish, Yates only looked for Emilia, not Eleanor? Didn’t he know that
Emilia’s sister is Eleanor?
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