Half an hour later, she arrived at Sinclair International.
Led by Adam Sinclair's secretary, she went up to Adam Sinclair's office. She had been to this place many times and was already familiar with the layout.
Everyone she passed neither gossiped nor whispered.
Olivia Lewis felt at ease and smoothly arrived at Adam Sinclair's office.
"Knock knock—" The secretary knocked twice on the door, placing their hands in front of them and softly told the person inside, "President Sinclair, Ms. Lewis is here."
"Come in." A pleasing male voice came from inside.
The secretary opened the door, "Ms. Lewis, please."
Olivia Lewis entered after him.
The office was just as it was the last time she saw it, lavishly and luxuriously decorated, in contrast to Enna's ascetic office style. His was much brighter, though still predominantly black, white, and gray, just with a bolder, more avant-garde touch.
Besides her, unexpectedly, there was another person standing there.
