The sun was setting. In the huge president’s office, it was as quiet as Selene’s own breath.
She looked up quietly again, and saw that Mason was sitting behind the table, still looking at the work documents of various departments, still without expression.
He has been sitting still for an hour-since receiving the winning bid.
It is already off work, and the top floor is almost empty. Selene also didn’t want to work, one hand supported the chin, the other hand moved the leaves of the small green plant on the table meaninglessly, once, once, again…
Finally, Mason inside the door stood up. Selene immediately took a seat and put on a very quiet and natural expression, looking at his direction. When he turned off the computer and put on his coat, he walked out of the door.
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