A Touch of Sweetness novel (Finnick and Vivian) novel Chapter 1701

Jory watched her disappear behind the closing doors. He got even more crestfallen.

He rubbed his forehead and rearranged his thoughts. I'm meeting a VIP next. C'mon, get your act together! Soon, the doors open again with a ding, and he exited the elevator with steady steps.

Knock, knock, knock.

“Come in.”

Simon Barrymore's voice, along with its hoarseness and vicissitudes that came with his age, rang from inside. One could actually feel what the old man had been through, even experience a little part of their life, just by listening to the sound of his voice.

“Mr. Barrymore,” Jory greeted him loudly.

Simon looked up from his work to acknowledge his guest's presence. Yet, he was unable to recognize Jory. No one in the Barrymore Group would call him by his last name. Calling him by his title would have sufficed. So who was this strange, young man standing in his office?

“And you are...”

Jory tilted his head. “Don't you remember me?” Simon only looked more confused, so the young man added, “I'm from Al pi re Group.”

It took a while, but eventually Simon managed to pick up the man's name from the depths of his memory. He stretched out a hand and rose from his seat. “Jory? When have you arrived at Marsingfill?” “Not long ago,” Jory responded with a grin.

Simon poured his guest a cup of tea and then, when he saw that Jory was still standing in his office, offered him a seat on the sofa. “Why are you still standing there? Come, come. Have a seat. How's your father been all these years?”