After Kade Yuvan left, the office returned to its tranquil state.
The questions Kade Yuvan asked were not something he hadn't thought about, but rather had pondered deeply.
Some thoughts took root and sprouted in his mind, like bamboo shoots after the rain, growing rapidly.
Sylvan Cheney closed his eyes, leaning back in his chair, allowing the sunlight to fall on his face through the window.
It was quiet in the high-rise, and no noise could be heard in the vast office, so quiet it felt like another world.
Every time he closed his eyes, Jasmine Yale's smiling face would appear; she always seemed to be smiling, as if she knew no worries.
Sylvan Cheney's lips curved upwards, and his long eyelashes fluttered slightly.
He didn't know how much time had passed before he picked up the phone and dialed the secretary's office.
"Hello, this is Jasmine Yale from the secretary's office."
"..." He smiled without speaking, a joyful expression between his brows.
