As the lawyer entered the suite, Winston escorted him towards us. The lawyer extended his greetings to both Mr. Colton and me and settled into the chair positioned between us. He pulled out a handful of papers from his sleek leather bag and handed them over to Mr. Colton.
Mr. Colton immediately conducted a thorough review of the documents.
As the lawyer eloquently delineated a number of crucial clauses, Mr. Colton and I couldn't resist stealing fleeting glances from the corners of our eyes.
As I sat there, trying to focus on every word the lawyer spoke, I couldn't help but notice Mr.Colton's thoughtful gestures. Every now and then, he would refill my plate with delectables. I was unable to resist feeling a connection, a silent understanding that transcended all confines between us.
