Eleanor followed Nathaniel back to the office.
Nathaniel, as though it were his own home, sat down in Eleanor's office chair. His dark eyes gazed at her quietly, showing no sign of impatience.
"You're sitting there, so where am I supposed to sit? You're incredibly rude!" Eleanor shot Nathaniel a displeased look and stood directly in front of him.
"What exactly are you doing here?" she asked.
Nathaniel raised an eyebrow. Sensing her obvious hostility, he felt a twinge of irritation. His dark gaze grew sharp and cold.
"I'm here to inspect the work," he answered slowly after a moment.
Eleanor sneered. With no change in her expression, she said evenly, "In that case, Mr. King, please go ahead. I've got work to do."
With that, she picked up a stack of documents from the desk and walked o
