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Simon Forrester came out of the shower, and Jack Hawthorne was still mumbling in the voice meeting. Simon said, "I'm going to rest first," and then exited the voice meeting.
He glanced at the room, seeing Sienna Thornton lying on the sofa with a wine glass in one hand, staring blankly at the night view outside the floor-to-ceiling window.
She was wearing pure cotton shorts, with her legs resting on the sofa armrest, her slender arm suspended, holding a wine glass with a little bit of wine left in it.
Simon walked over, glanced at the wine bottle on the table, and saw that most of it was gone.
He sat down on the single sofa opposite her, took a sip of the red wine on the table, and looked at her worriedly with his deep eyes, soft-spokenly saying, "Why did you drink so much?"
"I'm annoyed."
He frowned, downing his wine, then rose and walked to her side.
She cooperated by shifting her body, leaving a little space for him.
"What's bothering you? Want to talk about it?"
