Chapter 9

• CHAPTER 9: THE PROPOSAL AND ITS VARIOUS TONES
• I followed Sawyer to his office. Every step in his mansion seemed like an invitation to a corner of sublime elegance. Everything was meticulously ordered and perfectly arranged, as if each object was destined to take its exact place. The serene and minimalist combination of his surroundings reflected his own personality: a man who, seen from behind, did not reveal his true essence.
• He opened the door of his impressive office and advanced to his desk, a majestic purple pine table. It was not just any pine tree; I could distinguish the quality of the wood, refined and exquisite. Around it, an imposing library housed a hundred books, all arranged with their spines perfectly aligned. I would dare to bet that there was not a single volume out of place.