Standing outside the office, Emily knocked on the door.

Only after waiting for a while, did she hear Adam’s cold voice.

“Come in.”

Emily opened the door and walked in. The first thing she wanted to find was the man.

At this moment, Adam was sitting in chair with his back to her near the window, smoking a cigarette, silently.

Emily could not see his face, his expression as well as his cigarette. She could only see wisps of smoke curling above his head, which made the atmosphere more mysterious and enchanting.

Adam’s back at the moment seemed very bleak, which seemed to condense too much loneliness.

It was a...