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He wore a deep space gray suit, a white French shirt paired with a deep gray tie with pink polka dots. He looked in good spirits and condition, forming a sharp contrast with Sienna Thornton, who looked haggard with dark circles under her eyes.
He elegantly walked in and sat down on the small sofa.
Sienna Thornton's office wasn't big, and the 3+1 style sofa was naturally a small size. With some case files already piled up, Simon Forrester's tall frame made the cramped space even smaller when he sat down.
Sienna Thornton took a bottle of mineral water from a box under her feet, walked over, and sat down opposite him, her voice barely able to contain her joy: "You came to see me?"
Simon Forrester: "I had some business to take care of, so I thought I'd stop by to say hello."
"I see, is the matter taken care of?"
Simon Forrester nodded, his eyes scanning Sienna Thornton's not-so-spacious office before finally resting on the desk piled with case files, "Busy with work?"
