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Simon Forrester came out after his shower, and it was already very late. Not seeing Sienna in the room, he picked up his phone and went looking for her.
Sienna Thornton was currently lying on a deck chair on the observation platform, staring blankly at the night sky outside.
A book rested on her lap, with a few pages turned.
Simon Forrester walked over and patted her leg.
She snapped back to reality, glanced up at him, and instinctively moved over to make room for him.
Seeing his hair still damp and a towel draped around his neck, she naturally took the towel and began to dry his hair.
The audio conference was still ongoing...
Jack Hawthorne was inside, furiously scolding the engineering team for delaying the project, and no one dared to make a sound.
Simon Forrester's expression wasn't any more pleasant, and although he didn't speak, it was clear he had a look of wanting to curse.
Sienna obediently helped dry his hair and then took the towel to hang on the balcony.
