Michelle raised her hand, gently touching each item, feeling a slight acidity at the tip of her nose.
These, were all prepared by Samuel Noah Jackson...
He claimed not to be romantic, yet he could always do things that made her happy or touched her heart.
A moment later, she smiled and closed the wardrobe doors, turning to walk towards the office desk.
She pulled out the chair and slowly sat down.
The comfortable leather chair felt incredibly cozy...
Thinking about it, she sighed softly, just as she was about to examine the items on the desk, she noticed a picture frame placed prominently on the table...
She paused and fixed her gaze on the photo inside the frame.
In the photo, a man wearing a black suit looked dashing, cold, and detached… not a single flaw.
There wasn't even a hint of a smile on his face, making him look extremely serious.
Who put such a photo here…?
Thinking about it, she found it quite amusing.
