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The restaurant is on the twenty-fifth floor of The Imperial Hotel, where a small string orchestra plays. The elegant pure music washes over people's hearts like a gentle stream, making them feel at peace.
Sienna rests her chin on her hand, absentmindedly gazing at the night view of Brimfield outside the floor-to-ceiling window, her thoughts on Simon Forrester.
"Hi, we meet again." The boy's voice is clean and clear.
She snaps back to reality, retracts her gaze from the window, and looks at the person standing in front of her.
The boy looks very young, wearing a denim jacket, his hands tucked in his pockets, smiling brightly, quite different from her impression of a tough police officer, resembling instead a handsome, carefree Korean style guy.
As Sienna recovers, she quickly stands up and nods, "Hello, I'm Sienna Thorne."
"Hello, I'm Seth Sutton." Seth Sutton pulls out the chair opposite her and sits down, "Have you been waiting long?"
"I just arrived too."
